Joe M. Funkhouser

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Barbed Wire Baskets

How did I ever get in such a fix.
I had a barb attached to Ole Saint Nick.
I had another stuck in his elastic.
Now, I'm all wound up, I'm a barb wire basket. Why a hundred years ago I stretched the land.

Old Mirror

There's an image in the mirror certainly can't be me.
I'm taller and younger don't you agree.
That fellow has gray hair that's mostly thin
Wrinkles and lines and doesn't have a grin. I've got to do something about that mirror so bright.


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