Toothpaste Poem by Philo Yan

Toothpaste



Rolling up so neatly,

in doing so, completely,

pushing out the paste.

Hints of minty taste.




Do not touch the middle,

Females might just quibble.

You do not want to waste.

Roll it back post haste!

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A fellow artist painted a tube of rolled up toothpaste.
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