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By his own admission, he took a bath once
We were kids, and I remember it very well
He screamed and yelled, and had a hissy fit
I’ve always liked baths – to him, they are hell

He has had this strange phobia for fresh water
For over sixty some extremely odd years now
Every Christmas, dear old Ma sends him soap
And it always ends up in the dumpster somehow

I tried to convince him to join us in The Shelter Shiver
Where many of us jumped into the extremely frigid lake
He says he hasn’t been able to sleep, since I invited him
Just the thought of taking another bath, keeps him awake

I’ve asked our Cousin Tom to take him to a Bath House
But not to tell him where they’re going, until they get there
Maybe Tom can give him a few of those funny cigs he likes
After smoking a few, perhaps he won’t be so damned scared

Good Luck, Cuz!

By his own admission, he took a bath once
We were kids, and I remember it very well
He screamed and yelled, and had a hissy fit
I’ve always liked baths – to him, they are hell

©January 2015, His Very Concerned Brother