Pish Posh

This poem is supposed to be satirical.  I have never written a funny poem before, I hope you like it. I got a chuckle out of writing it.  🙂

Pish posh,

Wish wash,

I’m always such a mess.

I cry a lot,

I die a lot,

I overload on stress.

I shake my head,

no tears will shed,

My feelings I’ll repress.

I will not care,

who all is there,

as they remove my dress.

For when I’m gone,

you’ll sing your song,

as they lay me down to rest.

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