Limerick: Fuzzy Chin - Poem by Kim Barney
I received a phone call from my cousin.
It seems that his chin was a fuzzin'.
A decision was made
That he needed a blade
So I bought and sent him a dozen!
Poet's Notes about The Poem
I received a call from my Aunt
She needed help moving a plant
When I lifted it up
It got caught on my cuff
Now my Aunts plant's in my pants
20 January 2016
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