Thursday, June 11, 2009

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

On a Sunday morn
He was shaven and shorn
But by Tuesday night
He looked quite a fright

11 comments:

Sniffles and Smiles said...

He must be on the "I shave once a week whether I need it or not" schedule...LOL...too funny! As always, my smile for the day! ~Janine

Nessa said...

Harry isn't always hairy.

willow said...

Hey, I thought that scruffy look was "in".

Kathy B! said...

Oy!

Not a verse to live by...

Pouty Lips said...

Is his name Whisk E. Rebellion? I know, the mind reels...

Seamus said...

Disheveled by Thursday,
Disreputable by Friday,
The frying pan threats came Saturday night
Come Sunday the effort for once again right

Maggie May said...

The three day growth! Suits some, but not him.
But he spent all his time down at the gym.
There was never time to shave in the week
So a once weekly beard sprang on each cheek!

quilly said...

These days so do I. The tweezers are my friend. Aging is such a joy.

Shadow said...

oh man, what happened monday???

Eddie Bluelights said...

He was so busy having a laugh and a rave
He completely forgot his daily shave
He lost his usual spitely bubble
and his chin was covered in an unsightly stubble
So much he lost his clean and healthy look
And he for a tramp everyone there mistook.

I'm into Stanley Holloway monologues at the moment! ~ Eddie

Craig Glenn said...

Monday mornin’ through the sun’s rays
Things started slippin’ a little sideways.
Tuesday mornin’ he woke up with a scare
And wrestled all day with a darned old bear!