Scary

November poem-a-day, day 3 – got to this late, but refuse to phone it in!! Here is my effort:

Harem Scarem

 

On those mornings when I have a bit of

trouble with my hair, and I am fussing

and complaining and am completely un-

happy, those are the mornings when my big

paluka of a husband will stroll to

the bathroom mirror, slap his (bald) head, and

shriek, “It’s Gone! All gone!!”

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