Oh for the hair to grow at will,
For growth to flourish unchecked until,
A healthy tash achieved at last,
Measurements rarely ever surpassed.
Twirls and swirls and supercurls,
Better than ever seen on girls,
Now adorned his hirsute face,
Hardly left a breathing space.
To grow so hairy takes a while;
Shame it covers up his smile.
But he is happy, quite ecstatic,
Loves the look, so charismatic.
Politics. Humour. Stories. Philosophy. Poetry. And all in randomness within this universe and the next, because why not?
This blog is my creative outlet where I can share my photos, my travels, my random thoughts and a bit of myself.
We're all human here, don't ever forget that. Human-Kind, be both.
thoughts, essays, research and fun from a research librarian
There’s never a right time but always a write time....
A Melange, a Miscellany, a Mishmash - of memories, reflections and comment
Where The Eagles Fly . . . . Art Science Poetry Music & Ideas
Ramblings
At a loss for words, i leave myself on paper.
Here and now, with all of it.
This is Your Quest - Your Mission to Find Happiness
Dare To Write | Get Wise
Breaking news and thoughtless commentary on the world.
"Life past, present, thoughts about the future, and ever changing world."
Life in words
Asleep at the wheel, but awake in my dreams....
by Sam Allen
Finding Your Words
Roland's Ragbag 