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Hair Everywhere

Hair Everywhere

Hair Everywhere

Every part of my body looks rather shoddy because it’s covered with hair
   There isn’t a place, even my face, that has managed to remain bare
Time goes by, and I don’t know why, but it just keeps on growing
   Like drifts of snow when it’s five below and winter winds are blowing

Covering my back there is no lack of curly long black stuff
   And on my shoulders as I get older there’s way more than enough
It grows on my toes and everyone knows it blankets my forearms too
   Sometimes I yearn for a mild sunburn, but none of the rays get through

Could it be a bad omen that my abdomen has a layer of dense dark locks
   I look like a brute in a bathing suit; I’d rather hide in a box
There’s a wooly bush all over my tush and fuzz growing out of my ears
   And to my mustache, I say “Balderdash;” Got any pruning shears?

One thing for sure; it’s hard to endure; in fact; it’s really a bother
   I’m not certain of where I got all this hair; it might have been my father
It’s clearly true that he’s hairy too, so it’s probably due to genetics
   At least as a girl, I can give it a whirl and cover some with cosmetics

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Date: 8/25/2017 10:09:00 AM
Hair so thick that the sun can't get through...ewwww. You're a rhyming genius!
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Date: 5/30/2017 5:12:00 PM
Ha ha! This is my kind of poem Alan! lol Very well done! If you enjoy Light Poetry, look up Bob Wombacher, Jr. here on the soup. He has a few good ones! - Dean
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