An Extremely Traumatic Followup

To Yesterday’s Post

‘Hairy Blues’

You absolute clown!
I am surprised that Rebecca hasn't already "caged" you by now!
You can carry this "emulation of animals" thing too far, you know...
just think about watching monkeys at the zoo...

Oh! Oh!

                                                           AD Author Anna Marie Fritz

HAIRLESS BLUES

I reluctantly gave in,

To my wife and mother.

I went for that haircut,

Oh, brother.

My pets are now in hiding,

In fear of the hairless stranger.

They will not even come near me,

Believing their lives are in danger.

My dear old mother immediately fainted,

When she gazed upon my hairless face.

She’s now rushed off to her church,

Believing she’s spawned a mutant race.

My spouse now sits befuddled,

In total shock and misery.

Is this the creature I married?

Lord, what came over me?

I guess she never truly realized,

What was under all my hair.

Now, she sits dumbstruck,

With a god-awful stare.

Now, she truly believes,

That she married a baboon.

 Now, she fervently prays,

That my hair will return soon.

I guess the moral of this tragic story,

For those not satisfied with what they see,

Is to be extremely careful what you wish for,

Or you may be as horrified - as my poor family.