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Jim O'Donnell

(That old my birth certs is expired / Glasgow)

Baldness


Baldness comes to men like me
And I am only twenty three
Few strands of hair upon my head
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  • C. P. Sharma (3/2/2010 5:42:00 AM)

    I appreciate your poetic skill and the sense of humour. It was joy gliding through your poem.
    CP (Report) Reply

  • Pamela Lutwyche (2/16/2010 7:13:00 PM)

    I can’t sleep so I’m here and it’s 1 o’clock in the morning I’m just passing time I liked your poem Jim.
    It really is quite fine. I’m imagining you in the shower shampooing from head to toe. Sorry Jim I’m getting tired now, so I’ll say good night and go. Very good poem 10 from me (Report) Reply

  • Marie Shine (5/3/2009 6:40:00 AM)

    A VERY funny write Jim.
    A cute poem on a problem that seems to affect young men these days barely out of their teenage years, and informing those concerned about the many advantages of being bald.
    Very well written and a 10 from me. (Report) Reply

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