Impossible Mission To Identify Mine Heretically Rooted Hair Issue
E'er since being a little
extremely shy (viz introverted) boy
a boot deux and half score years ago
bullies threatened de facto scapegoat
mine self esteem they did thoroughly destroy
e'en little Lord Fauntleroy
complicit as well every other goy,
thus yours truly wished
he could transform himself into Donald Hoy
(offspring courtesy large family once resident
within Arcola, Pennsylvania)
whose hairstyle I envied
and felt within lovely bones (mine) joy
could be experienced if some abracadabra ploy
would render our bodies switched.
Nowadays aforementioned scene
once read about in popular science 'zine
state of the art medical breakthrough quite routine
synonymous with waving magic wand
easily mastered courtesy run of the mill teen
ideal way to pick up (i.e. earn) extra green,
especially helpful during
2020 holiday season dulled sheen
courtesy COVID-19 pandemic,
no matter impossible mission
to wipe away mean
coronavirus bugaboos that cannot be seen
with naked eye, under microscope
spiky cell appears quite keen,
nay mesmerizing evidencing
articulated exotic pristine
innocuous fantastic characteristics.
Rather then kvetch concerning balding patch
finasteride, (a 5a-reductase inhibitor)
down the gullet and pharynx hatch,
whereby upon shiny skull appears thatch
e'en Samson would be envious unable to match
profuse locks of love,
and Delilah would find herself
in tug of war match.
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2020
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