Three Shears

I'm bald
Nothing left
But to lift
My glass eye
To the egglike sphere
Exposed by the clippers
With a #3 guard
Aaaiiii!
My so-called head
So called because
No one wants to call it
What it really is
Namely
An egg noggin
I'm bald.

2 comments:

  1. Well Jeff, you can take comfort in knowing it's the innards, not the outards of egg noggins that we're most concerned with. And then there is the opportunity for hats...

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  2. I feel so exposed, like the little guys in that Mars Attacks movie. The local zombies tell me it's what’s inside that counts, but . . . wait . . . oh crud . . .

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