Freaking Bald

I glanced at her nails
  saw fins and scales

Reached for her hair
  Hmm. Nothing there

Took her right hand
  felt just like sand

Looked at her face
  Is she from outer space

Next time I'll not tempt fate
  and agree to a blind date
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Fowler Avatar
July 3, 2022 at 6:14 AM
Thanks for the grin this morning! Very clever. :) Linda
Hayton Avatar
July 1, 2022 at 12:09 PM
I bet a lot of people have had that experience, good write.
Hankins Avatar
July 1, 2022 at 9:23 AM
Ooooh. I think that would certainly insure that I'd never go on another one!
M  Avatar
June 30, 2022 at 10:30 PM
You are a very Witty Wolfman….clever and funny GW. Debx
Wolf Avatar
July 1, 2022 at 12:22 PM
As Rita Morena sang it in 'West Side Story:' I'm so pretty and witty and wise.' As for me, one out of three ain't too bad!! Thanks, Deb!
DiMino Avatar
June 30, 2022 at 9:30 PM
But could she cook!? Do housework? If she could, then she would be from outer-space. Love it.
George Avatar
June 30, 2022 at 9:26 PM
Is she an alien or the offspring of a ghoul? So sad.... your date went haywire ! This has brought a giggle in me....!
Wolf Avatar
July 1, 2022 at 12:22 PM
Giggles are even better than Googles! Keep smiling, Valsa!
Tor Avatar
June 30, 2022 at 9:25 PM
Ha Ha. Im sure there are many disappointments and stories Gershon many can share... Your comical side is showing up again, keep it up...
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