Rub-a-dub-dub, I'd die for this tubAnd why do you think that be?
The lamp, the chair, and the general flair,
Turn it on, and it massages me.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Soak It In
Rub-a-dub-dub, I'd die for this tubAnd why do you think that be?
The lamp, the chair, and the general flair,
Turn it on, and it massages me.
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5 comments:
Holy craaaap. Where do you find this stuff?
those tubs are beauties!
That looks like a Barbie bath tub. If it is real I would love it as long as it wasn't clear on the sides, I would feel too exposed. :)
your poetry is tops on my list, for real, you clever girl. and that tub is not bad, either.
Your rhymes are Hi-larious!! Where do you come up with these? I didn't know you had such a gift. Maybe you should take up spittin'. I'll bring the mic, you bring the rhymes.
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