Stanley Cooper

Rookie - 20 Points (August 4th,1926 / New York City)

Grand-Stranding - Poem by Stanley Cooper

With little success at hair retention
I've one strand left of small dimension
Scalped this way, I'm not enthralled
One-stranded now, I'm follicle-y bald

It's hair raising to feel alone and bereft
Deserted by all it's brothers who left
This ordeal has the hair standing there pining
Atop my bald scalp, so hairless-ly shining

The lonesome strand just keeps on grieving
Missing its mates, since their mass leaving
So soulful and sad, it can't seem to find
On the scalp of this lad, a hair-piece of mind

My dome once covered with hair-filled density
Has no foreseeable future-tense-ity
For so loyally standing hair-ly at hand
I'll always be grateful to that one last grand strand


Comments about Grand-Stranding by Stanley Cooper

  • Rookie Bill Smith (12/31/2005 4:18:00 AM)

    bald it seems is the current black, lucky you, liked this (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Mary Nagy (12/30/2005 9:23:00 PM)

    HILARIOUS! My husband starting going bald in his twenties! That's ok......you guys are lucky, men can look very handsome bald. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 30, 2005



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