Wee Beings

Outer space intrigues us, what's really out there Funny wee beings, much like us but without hair Don't need it anyway Trying to keep it at bay Barbers are depressed, at their walls they do stare
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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September 27, 2017 at 8:46 AM
So I'm an alien due to lack of hair?//Could be offended, but don't really care//It still grows//inside my nose//to filter frost from the air. CLIP ON JACKSON!!!
Ellison Avatar
September 27, 2017 at 10:06 AM
You, dear friend, are excluded from my wee tirade! Ahem... 82 here and still have as luscious a crop as ever!!! SORRY!!!
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September 27, 2017 at 5:46 AM
Would you like to go to their planet and be the only one with hair? They would surely wonder about you? But your intelligence would outdo theirs my friend! What a lovely poem, Great Work!!
Ellison Avatar
September 27, 2017 at 6:18 AM
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!! My intelligence would outdo theirs???? You are a true friend! LOL Your forever friend Jackson!
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