Best Baldness Poems

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With your heads way up your :]ssa[: 
You will never accomplish the win
I got shots that will protect me from your rabid...

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Swept up into piles; everywhere 
Abouts; in collected heaps all 
Around.              ...

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As biology goes, I'm surviving,
a few aches and pains and a cough
and I check every morning when in the bathroom
to see if my bits have...

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This day I grow tired
and so incredibly weary.
My heart holds only dreams
of a Life unfullfilled
A Life not nurtured,
yet barely a glimmer
of the spirit that once...

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As the rooster crows:
 
A look in the pool mirrored a perfect mop
At times of frizzy hair or defiant shaggy tresses
Ohhh the satisfaction at the...

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A company wants naked butlers,
all handsome, well toned, looking tough,
to carry out duties around people's homes
besides apron, they'll be in the buff.
I've not filled out...

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The day was going off, and the brown air
To the terrestrial animals gave rest
For their labors; and only me was there

Just ready to withstand the...

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a flustered tango of Gypsy moths 
drumming the porchlight; chalk artists; 
the endemic disappearance of farms—silos lost 
in unkempt fields;  space stations; the sunlit-scent...

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As the rooster crows:   

A look in the pool mirrored  a perfect mop
At times of frizzy hair or defiant shaggy tresses
Ohhh the...

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All I remember is going into the garage to get the snow shovel.
 
I am not even sure how much of the driveway I managed...

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WHEN THE EARTH BLEEDS

Fights abound like Aboriginal tales,
Memories of words that prophecy unveils,
No fixed abodes in psychiatric beds,
Living in pain, waiting in vain,
Life shattered, broken,...

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Post Covid, my scalp has been shedding
Hair covers the pillow and bedding
There’s tresses on the floor
If I lose any more
The prospect of baldness I’m dreading!



A...

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Ferry me furiously further 
from the furnace of self chaste 
and river of man -hope,
The island of feigned wellness,
The high-horse of self-pride;
 hangman of pure-heart. 


What's the shame...

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There is a LOOK!!!

Like cold ice.
from men and mice,
I will not ignore,
The warmness in a motionless shore,
Keeping me from the insanity
The stare in my vanity
taunting...

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Three Birds on the Ticket?  Ok, I'll Pick It.

In 1776, a decision was made as to which bird would be the symbol of America's...

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