Mr Wig

[Pylon (UK) = Transmission tower or Electricity pylon (USA)
Domestos = Bleach]
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Jeremy Wig was entirely bald
He sought the best hairpiece that he could afford
He opened his wallet which made the moths blink
With just a few coins he had to rethink

He went to a fancy dress shop for his hair
The price was unreal - like everything there
The wig that he purchased had hair made of nylon
He got a big shock when he walked near a pylon

People would laugh for his hair was a shocker
He looked like a seventies reject punk rocker
He hurried off home, wiped his feet on the mat
A static charge instantly toasted his cat

He went here and there, lightning bolts everywhere
Burning folk’s clothing and their underwear
Stark naked people with burned crinkly hair
All would curse Jeremy’s new nylon hair

People he knew learned to dress in asbestos
Someone said, “Let’s make the man drink Domestos.”
Whatever they said he just didn’t care
For he was so pleased with his new nylon hair

He went to a party and had some fun there 
Even when six balloons stuck to his hair
A text that was typed made his hair stand on end
The fireworks started when someone pressed ‘Send’

When someone said, “Go back to just being bald.”
He thought of the horrible names he’d been called
He wasn’t prepared to be somebody’s joke
He pulled a balloon off… and went up in smoke
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Fowler Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 10:50 AM
Can't stop laughing Terry! I love your humor! Linda :)
Flood Avatar
January 2, 2023 at 2:47 PM
Thanks, Linda. With inspiration thin on the ground right now, I’m glad you found this to give you a giggle. Terry
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December 26, 2022 at 8:21 AM
Great write Terry, Your humorous poems are unrivaled, your writes are just fun to read, I applaud you. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Flood Avatar
December 26, 2022 at 11:12 AM
Thanks, Jennifer. Had a bit of a lull over Christmas. Keep starting and binning poems. These lean spell always end sooner or later though. Glad you enjoyed this one. Terry
Daniel Avatar
December 22, 2022 at 11:24 PM
Funny one alright, Terry:)
Flood Avatar
December 24, 2022 at 11:39 AM
Thanks, Jo. Might have to get myself one of those wigs. At least it could go in the washing machine. Terry
Wolf Avatar
December 22, 2022 at 7:04 PM
Ha, ha, ha! Probably the best thing that could have happened to this bloke (i.e., going up in smoke). Thanks for the laughs, Terry!
Flood Avatar
December 24, 2022 at 11:38 AM
Glad you enjoyed, Gershon. Had a nylon carpet when I was a kid… it was like living in a van dear graaff generator. Seemed like everything we touched sparked. Terry
Bauer Avatar
December 22, 2022 at 11:46 AM
hilarious, terry! i love your sense of humor...
Flood Avatar
December 22, 2022 at 12:08 PM
Thank you, Ilene. Awaiting my next giggle tickle. When I get one, you’ll be among the first to know. ;-) Terry
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December 21, 2022 at 11:46 PM
Terry you truly are so cleverly witty! I love this poem and your humour! Cheers Debx
Flood Avatar
December 22, 2022 at 11:02 AM
Thanks, Deb. I think I might have been inspired by my own profile image. Glad you enjoyed. Terry
Cunningham Avatar
December 21, 2022 at 11:40 PM
Lol, when mine started to go off it came, a bloke I worked with had a few strands left and used to try and comb it over his head, looked a right dork when the wind blew. Tom
Flood Avatar
December 22, 2022 at 11:06 AM
I’ve got one of those four inch wide motorways running over my bonce. Every time a barber asks what I’d like doing, I say I’ll keep the centre-parting. Never a titter. Some people have no sense of humour. Terry
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