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“Ode to the Outhouse”

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The little house that was out back,
had two seats and a wooden floor.
With last years Sears catalog,
and a half moon upon the door.

A busy little place it was,
things were always brewing.
And everyone that went inside,
knew what they were doing.

A place of quiet and solitude,
while seeking some relief.
You’d feel a great  accomplishment,
though your stay was always brief.

There’s nothing left but shambles now,
it’s crumbled down by time.
But it still is standing straight and tall,
in the outback of my mind.

                      P.N.   

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  • Xianaria gold member
    December 7, 2008

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    Thank you for entering ~
    Never in my days have I read a poem dedicated to an outhouse You should adapt the concept for Arkbear's Poem Of the Week sometime! Nicely done.


  • Desire gold member
    December 3, 2008

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    OMG~

    This is one Magnificent piece my Friend and had me hootin-hollering all the way through
    You are so good at these

    and Your quill is dancing ~
    Yay!! Excellent~
    Now I am not saying I want an outhouse-
    but I'll give it some thought
    Thank You for sharing Your Talent and Spirit~
    Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet One
    Best wishes in the contest too
    with much love & light~ Desire~*~


  • mysticstorm gold member
    December 2, 2008

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    LOL...I remember very dark cold nights and the fast trips you had ever seen to that little house...very cute and creative write...love the flow and the last stanza...nicely done...
    best to you!
    mystic


  • Sandygram silver member
    November 26, 2008

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    Very Funny

    Now but two holes in the ground
    Not one single soul can be found
    There were times many would rush
    To the toilet that would not flush


    Love your poem. You always have perfect rhyme and flow and most important a delightful poem to read.

    This was El Terrificoooo!!!!!!! I give you

    Take care,
    Many Hugs and Smiles, Sandy


  • Jesann gold member
    November 26, 2008

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    Ha ha !!!
    A fun write..have a few memories of the old out house too.
    Having to go at night was a scary adventure.
    Love the last line..clever.."in the outback of my mind"
    Well done.


  • condor gold member
    November 24, 2008

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    A great poem once again and another filled with great humour. Just what i needed today. Oh, the old outhouse certainly leaves some memories in the mind, doesn't it. Top write with everything sitting perfectly. Thank you for the laugh.
    Lee


  • hotchocolate gold member
    November 24, 2008

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    A wonderful write here! I guess it's true about the Sears catalog LOL!!! Good luck hon


  • Nicada silver member
    November 24, 2008

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    This is wonderful, and I have a friend who would absolutely love this too. The rhyme and flow is amazing and it is fun to read. Sounds like some fond but smelly memories here. Great job! Blessings, Patty

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