The Date
There once was a beautiful black hair strand named Maud.
She went out with a French follicle name of Claud.
They climbed on a gray head,
With a dandruff=filled shed,
And decided their impromptu date was a fraud.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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