Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Tales From Prom Night

A cowlick springs up
  right when it shouldn't
Can a comb strike it down
  I'm afraid it couldn't

An application of grease
  looks to keep the peace
'Til - drat - it springs up again
  ~ I think you know when

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Caren Krutsinger February 26, 2021 at 1:26 AM Yes I do. I have the same cowlick, and my daddy did also.

Rama Balasubramanian February 19, 2021 at 3:10 AM If I get it right, you are taking of hair strands sticking out. I have experienced it and must say, they are adamant. Nothing works at times Gershon Wolf February 19, 2021 at 11:48 AM You're right, of course: "Nothing works at times." Then again, how easy is it to lick a cow?! lol. Thanks, Rama. Peace, Gershon

Michelle Faulkner February 18, 2021 at 8:38 PM Actually, this makes me think of Alfalfa from the Little Rascals! Gershon Wolf February 19, 2021 at 11:47 AM Interesting... and revealing for me! I glanced at your comment, and what did I see: 'Alfalfa from the Little Racists.' I guess I'm 'overtaxed' with all the nonsense going on these days more than I thought, eh?! Postively Freudian. :) gw