A Flea On A Bald Head Poem by Jim McGill
A Flea On A Bald Head
A flea on a bald head can find no place to hide
But remember, If it slides off…it can latch onto an eyebrow
The moral of the story is:
Even if you don't have hair…don't hang out with fleas!
Jim McGill, May,2023
Sunday, May 21, 2023
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7/26/2024 9:16:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I think MY fleas burrow into my scalp. That way they get both sanctuary (like the Hunchback of Notre Dame did) AND food, like people did by standing in soup lines during the Depression in U.S.
Wow! Lucky fleas!