Stark naked, Sue walks down her stairs
Huge boobies dangle like ripe pears
Sue’s ‘hair’ stylist was lax
With her Brazilian wax
Short curlies remain, but who cares!
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Limerick Contest
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05/15/23
I spied eighteen ‘yeti’s in line
One even looked like Frankenstein
Since lockdown’s been lifted
For haircuts they’d drifted
The barber’s skills made them look fine
Slight tongue in cheek observation after our barbers and hairdressers have been allowed to open
06 08/20
A short-sighted barber named Dave
Bid folks to 'Sit down and be brave!'
With ears and neck snipped,
Departing they quipped:
Whew! That was a very close shave!'
Bite Size Poem No.42 Poetry Contest
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We were sitting in a restaurant
having enjoyed a marvellous meal
I caught sight of a man sitting near us
His hair was bizarre, no way was it real
As we’d never seen a bouffant so big
Hubby declared that it must be a wig
I said it looks like a ferret that’s dead
When suddenly the ‘ferret’ slipped off his head
He desperately tried to catch his falling hair
And his frantic hands flew up into the air
Alas it landed slap bang in his soup
He fished it out, covered in gloop
He nonchelantly placed it back on his head
I turned to hubby, and then I said
'It was very wrong of us to stare
but it wasn’t a ferret... it was really a hare!'
A lot of poetic licence but based on seeing a man with the most bizarre ‘rug’ on his head
11/8/18
A bald-headed man from Jamaica
Attempted to scale a sky-scraper
From his hospital bed
He was heard to have said
‘I was seeking a hair-raising caper!
Bite Size Poem No.42 Poetry Contest
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Hair Raising Horn Haiku
Why Trump should we be
Praising getting up dander
And our hair raising.
Has been barn storming
Many insults throwing out
We are offended.
Wouldn't you be also?
Jim Horn
IF YOU READ THE WORDS OUT LOUD IT MAKES TOTAL SENSE!
Once eye never had a hare out of plaice
Now I’m going bawled and eye am feeling blew
People are laughing and are starting to stair
Eye am going horse telling them my tail
Sum folks are very suite and don’t mention my bold scull
But others have no hart and eye hate the way they teas me
Eye am not vane, but my heir has not groan for sum weaks
Who nose what will happen, eye cannot altar my hare with die
Eye think eye knead to ware a flour in my lox and eye will look sew sheikh
FICTIONAL WRITE USING HOMOPHONES
09~19~16
A hirsute young lady named Tash
Decided to do something rash
She shaved off her stubble
Oh boy she’s in trouble –
Tash now sports a beard and moustache
22nd June 2016
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