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 No Hair Nose Hair   04/15/2008
 Something Stinks Challenge Poems 11/11/2009
 Window of Opportunity Challenge Poems 8/23/2009
 Cash For My Trash Challenge Poems 8/22/2009
 Satan Challenge Poems 8/18/2009
 Paper and Glue Challenge Poems 8/17/2009
 Help! Challenge Poems 8/21/2010
 The Fragile Leaf Challenge Poems 8/16/2009
 Dad Challenge Poems 8/13/2009
 Aiming High Challenge Poems 8/12/2009
 A Muse Challenge Poems 8/2/2009
 My First Date Challenge Poems 6/3/2010
 What is it? Challenge Poems 7/23/2009
 Nose Hairs Challenge Poems 8/28/2009
 Love Birds Challenge Poems 8/31/2009
 Education Politics Challenge Poems 9/5/2009
 Kick the Bucket Challenge Poems 11/11/2009
 Crackle, Snap ,and Pop Challenge Poems 3/22/2011
 Good Buy Challenge Poems 11/10/2009
 Am I Called A Poet? Challenge Poems 10/31/2009
 The Blanket Challenge Poems 11/14/2009
 The Music Still Played On Challenge Poems 10/7/2009
 My Pet Challenge Poems 10/3/2009
 Jesus Our Savior Challenge Poems 9/27/2009
 Commode Challenge Poems 9/26/2009
 The Project Challenge Poems 9/16/2009
 A Man Of Few Words Challenge Poems 9/13/2009
 Anything Goes Challenge Poems 7/23/2009
 The King of Kings Challenge Poems 7/22/2009
 End of The Road Challenge Poems 2/22/2009
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No Hair Nose Hair

'You're allowed to grow on top of my head,'
I screamed aloud til my face turned blood red
The man in this mirror is looking so bald
He looks just like me so I pouted and bawled

This epic of my life my bones seem to creak
It makes me so sad tear's flow like a creek
I need to unwind maybe ride on a ferry
spending change from an overworked tooth fairy

Oh what can I say this epoch is through
But wait there's new hope , my nose hairs look new.

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