When Kate arrived in a dipped red frock
Her date’s toupee flew off, black from shock;
When asked, “you’re really bald?”
His face whitened and stalled,
“I’m comic you see, one of my props.”
A mouse at dinner poked the blondish chick
Aghast was she; pink face grew sick.
Guy planned a witty threat
Stuffed wig on Kate’s cream breast;
Then meowed at the rat until it squeaked.
Lisa Cooper’s Tickle Me Contest