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Washing Up In The Nude

When Sarah does the dishes
She's as naked as the fishes.
Before she grabs that cloth
She throws her clothes right off.
And when she's done this strip,
Her crockery she'll dip
Into the frothing bowl
At the level of her hole.
As you admire her ass
She'll deftly rinse a glass.
Gaze upon her jugs
And she'll scrub her coffee mugs.
And in this state of nudity
She'll scour her pans of bits of crudités.
Then dry them with great care
On her bounteous pubic hair.

So let us all join Sarah
And become a little barer.
Get into the pink
As you approach the kitchen sink.
Now there's no more trouble
When you swirl those foaming bubbles
That everybody loathes
When they splash and wet your clothes.
Wash up in the nuddy
With your partner or a buddy;
All that bare-skin flesh'll
Make washing up so special.
It could become quite fashionable
To do this job au naturel.
There's really nothing rude
About washing up in the nude.

Mike Stools (b. 1962)