Jesus, itinerant peacenik,
Wandering socialist hipster,
Of whom 'tis said, he healed the sick,
Betrayed by a right-wing tipster.
Woke up with this on my mind
Was not very well designed
But still God was kind.
By golly and goodness sake
Was flatter then a pancake
Her eyes wide awake.
Also much to my surprise
Was then I did realize
Her dark hair she dyes.
As long as she lived still did
Period to period
After being kid.
Myself was not a tipster
She had been a great snipster
Cut hair of sister.
Break up we never will do
Even if it was hard to
Gray hair on head grew.
Being failure and a flop
No longer cream of crop
Off my hair did lop.
How is that for an ending?
Appearing to be mind-bending
I was intending.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
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