Small collections of words in rhyme,
Assembled in order to pass the time,
To provoke some thought,
To raise a smile,
To make a few seconds more worthwhile.
Monday, April 11, 2011
11-04-11
The number of hairs on my head,
Is finite, it should be said,
But how many hairs I currently grow
I have to admit, I do not know
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