Wigging Out

not knowing
so told so by
using sponge
sopping up
spills knowledge

now i know
wigs are given
names so you
can become
someone else

there goes
Madonna and
there's Oliver
he was once
a she but now

it's all in
the wig


(Thank you Maureen)
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April 30, 2019 at 11:06 AM
Wacka Wacka Wacka! I love it ;)))
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May 1, 2019 at 7:12 PM
Thanks so much Maureen.
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April 30, 2019 at 9:36 PM
I would be honoured :)
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April 30, 2019 at 4:00 PM
Maureen, mi Musa her name is Melissa. Greek for the honey bee miel. She is from Colombia. She asked me to ask you if I could send her some of your poems? She said that she has never read a woman poet. I will wait for a nod or a no; but no frets and no obligations.
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April 30, 2019 at 11:12 AM
I need to correct that. It doubled??? That was not intended. I just rode on your words Maureen. I feel some other poems coming on. Like a woman feels having heat flashes.
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