Thursday, April 13, 2006

NaPoWriMo: Shafer April 13th AM

Moustache RIP

I was trimming my moustache this morning,
and after a little here, and a little there,
and just a little more here, and a little
down there to even things out, and an
"ooh, where did that stray hair come
from remove it immediately," and then
juuuust a liiiiiitle mooooore here...oof,
it was gone, or at any rate damaged
beyond salvage, but DON'T WORRY
my moustache is like a phoenix already
rising mightily from my ashen face.


Anonymous said...

Come back soon, pretty red mustache!

shanna said...

i am pretty sure that this poem and "turkey gobbler" are perfect poems.