Nothing to Do with Sex Haiku
50 shades of grey
every hair that’s on my head
I have counted them
CURIOUS to the MAX
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Nothing to Do with Sex Haiku
Well said. This is funny to!
Eliz
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That was worth a smile! Nicely written.
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Brilliant play, Judith 🙂
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Indy Jones once said
“It’s not the years it’s the miles”.
Grey, therefore I age.
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Rick,
You should post this on Haiku-Heights!
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oops, my first attempt to comment disappeared — just like my hair is. I’m shedding worse than a white haired dog on black velveteen pants, a husky at the equator in August, or a sheepdog with no sheep. I think I used to have multi-shades of grey/gray (what is the proper spelling), the space between gre(a)y hairs is getting closer. What hair I have left that is. Doesn’t seem like it’s coming back like after my previous sheds. But this isn’t free verse, oops. Still can’t do that haiku
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I’d count the colours of grey; but there are two problems. My last dye job is moving away from my scalp just at the point I am REALLY shedding hair — even more than a husky in August in the Deep South. Alias, this time it isn’t growing back. Hope I have a head shape that is as pleasing as Yul Brenner’s!
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Dear Phylor, human being,
Have you tried becoming a poodle mix? I don’t shed.
Freddie Parker Westerfield, CDT
Canine Dog Therapist
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An innovative use of the book.
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