Time to say goodbye
To the night
Because the night
Ended now
And the morning
Is already here
And the morning
Is already here
The sun
Is shinning inside
My room
And I can't sleep
Anymore
it is 5:30 AM
And it is summer time
So that is why its sunny
Early in the morning
I will slowly get ready to
Start the day
First I will shave my face
With my electric shaver
Then I will slowly
Get undress
I will remove my
Pajama top
My chest is bare
Then I remove my pajama pants
Then I remove my underwear
From my cock
Now I am naked
I got finally in my shower
I turn my shower on
I grab my bath sponge
And I pure some body was on it
Now I rubbed the bath sponge
All over my body
Now is time for me
To rinse the body wash
from my body
Suddenly I turn my shower of
First I have to dry
My body
With the bath towel
Now is time for me
To get dress
Into my casual clothes
The dirty pajama
And underwear goes inside the
Laundry bag
Now is time for me
To go for walk
In the park
The birds are singing their
Tune for me
Time to say goodbye to the night
Because the night ended now
And the morning is already here
The sun
Is shinning inside my room
And I can't sleep anymore
It is 5:30 am
And it is Summer time
So that is why its sunny
Early in the morning
I will slowly get ready
To start the day
First I will shave my face
With my electric shaver
Then I will slowly get undress
I will remove my
Pajama top
Then I will remove my pajama pants
Then I remove my underwear
From my cock
Now I am naked
I got finally in
My shower
I turn my shower on
I grab my bath sponge
And I pure some body wash
On it
Now I rubbed the bath sponge
AII over my body
Now is time for me
To rinse the body wash
Suddenly I turn my shower of
First I have to dry
My body
With the bath towel
Now is time for me
To get dress
Into my casual clothes
The dirty pajamas and underwear
Goes inside the laundry bag
Now is time for me
To go for walk
In the park
The birds are singing their tune
For me
Crabby morning
He looked down into the toilet bowl
had shat and flushed, 80-year-old going to waste
down a drain and into the sea.
70 years ago when he lived on a farm human and
Animal waste was used as a fertiliser the waste had
been useful potatoes grew big as did cabbages.
He had read the Chines collected stuff dried it and
Made it into powder and sold for strawberry farmers.
He had a shower and shaved, used proper blades
no electric shaver for him, he hadn`t drunk coffee
yet and was cranky.
Hey everyone... do you know what time it is!!!
It's time for The Jester Jack Comedy Hour
Brought to you by "Hair Today... Gone Tomorrow!"
The makers of fine electric shavers
Now I know what you're thinking, I have a beard
Why would I need an electric shaver
Well, I have very hairy arms and legs
A massive hairy chest and arm holes
As well as very bushy eyebrows and ear holes!
Now on to the show... have you heard this one
What do you call a boomerang that doesn’t come back?
Give up???... A STICK!
Got a million of 'em
Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana
Dum de um dum!
More? Okay...
Do not argue with an idiot... he will drag you down to his level
Then beat you with experience!
Here's another... graveyard workers really dig their jobs
A real groaner!
Da de da de da da... da de da de da da
Well that's all the time we have folks!
So be sure to tune in next time
To The Jester Jack Comedy Hour!
© Jack Ellison 2014
Since time immemorial, or so I've heared,
Mankind has struggled to tame his beard.
Was it Adam who imposed upon us this atrocious curse?
(I reckon I could sport a beard but to that I am averse.)
I've scraped and nicked my mug fer nigh on four-score years,
So I will share my shaving experience to educate my peers.
First, splash a generous supply of soapy water on yer kisser,
So as to arouse the attention of each and every whisker.
Apply a liberal amount of Burma Shave to ease the stress,
When with that wicked razor blade yer jowls you do caress.
Twist yer schnoz at an acute angle in order to shave below the nose,
Taking care not to nick yer double chins and any problems that may pose.
Once this onerous task is done, use toilet tissue to heal the bloody nicks,
Then apply a liberal amount of Old Spice to really impress the chicks!
(I must confess that I use an electric shaver to mow my intractable stubble.
'Tis so much smoother on my leathery hide and sure is a lot less trouble!)
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
A single word is branded into the fresh snow in urine.
'Memoriam'
Over the crest of a barren hill covered in winter's dowry,
there is a brown form huddled over a burning tire,
shivering alone.
Curse this thing and the roundabout landscape he formed not in oils or watercolors,
but in reality
curse him.
He sketches himself so clever amongst all creatures
so chivalric
so noble and wise.
but there is no electric shaver here
no Ipod or toilet paper.
one would imagine he has not long to live.
Wait.
Wait just a minute now,
he has fashioned a sling, to hunt I presume.
Now a spear, how quaint.
And now he has a rifle.
And where does this glorious quest for fire lead?
It hardly matters.
Here he breathes and kills and breeds, here but for the gods themselves to see...
A broken man,
last child bred of a split isotope.
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