Grimbeau

Scroodles

Tag: Shaving

Armageddon (Out of Here)

Spoke shaves no one speaks,

coffee makes up fresh coffer,

Niagara falls,

the sun goes to the bathroom.

Eight thousand word month.

All hail Marx-Lennon

Iconic scions

Mock dead empires

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Afternoon is among us.

Come listen here

where fresh fungus grows.

Razing history erases mystery.

Careful with that axe Eugene.

Smooth as a baby’s bottom

As clear as crystal

Vivid crack starting pistol

 

Bards & Beards

mortimerman

 

A meticulous poet is Motion

Looked deeply at cheap suntan lotion

He rubbed it all in

O’erlooking his chin

Now shaving is fraught with emotion

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