The towel is a wondrous thing.
It can make you feel nice and warm and clean.
It helps to brush away all that dirt,
that accumulates on your body from that muddy walk.
It helps us after a workout at our local gym,
or a swim down at the pool or a splash in the sea,
or after a wonderful shower, smelling of shampoo
or even if your hurt yourself, it'll help wipe away the drool.
This particular item is a miraculous thing,
so many uses and so easy to clean.
About the Creator
George Hall
I'm a freelance creative writer from Australia, who likes to write about all sorts of different and unique things. I have a soft spot for spy and disguises related stories as well as fantasy fiction, I'm also a massive music fan.
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