TOO SMILE…
There once was a guy named Ed,
Who did sleep a lot in his bed,
He also did have a lot of hair on his head,
Till today, when he did cut it all off,
He wanted to keep his new job,
So all the rest of his hair he did let them rob,
His head does now look like it did ten years hence,
Now he cannot say that as a longhaired hippy,
He does not live his life in the middle of the fence,
Okay, so this little rhyme does not make much sense,
Since when did Ed ever write poetry that made any real cents?
There once was a guy with long hair,
It was blond with wisps of gray quite fair,
Now it just has the gray and little flair,
Poor, poor Ed, it is a very sad affair…
Those that know him best,
Think he looks good, no jest,
But poor old Ed does feel he did give in,
To the same societal pressures that in the past he did protest…
So for a time, Ed will try his new or is it old, hairstyle,
Perhaps in time he will see it was totally worthwhile,
But for now he does feel he did make the wrong choice,
For now he does find it hard, with in his throat, bile,
TOO SMILE…! L
© ed ~ 1/29/05
Perhaps you could tape your lost hairs to your head while not working... the best of both worlds? Want ideas? Just ask me! (grin) Jaysus, Eddie M... I hope you aren't eyeballing Rufuz with the scissors in your hands. NO... Not that! hehe... katy xox. (may I call you "baldy?" LOL>) ok, ok... I'm leaving.. byeeeeeeee
But you did not lose your power to write...so it's okay Hippie!!
Me smiling too!!
Love Tinka
Take care,
Sherry