The Man Without A Head

The Man Without A Head

A Poem by Steve H
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Just meant for a bit of fun!

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There once was a young man, and lacking a head
He set out to replace it with another’s instead
Through the streets he went walking, hands feeling the way
In search of a spherical head to display
 
After trying a ping pong ball he felt too light headed
A rugby ball made him feel thick, almost leaded
A tennis balls fur kept obscuring his vision
This was a search that required more precision.
 
He put the head of a snowman on top of his neck
But the coldness crept down so he took a rain check
He tried on a bowling ball, couldn’t quite hold it up
Tried an orange a mango a measuring cup.
 
He put on a clock face, was liking the look
Upside down by the evening it was back off the hook
So our young friend was fruitless and feeling the strain
Till he spotted some clay, just brown and plain
 
So squishing it firmly in place on his neck
He glanced in the mirror as if just to check
And using his fingers he moulded a face
He could smile, he was happy, today had been ace

© 2009 Steve H


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Brilliant! You absolutely deserve to be the Winner! Congrats!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Congrats on winning the silly-rhyme contest!

Posted 15 Years Ago


Aw, cute. I mean silly. SILLY I tell you.

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This was Wonderful!

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Brilliant!!

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Steve H
Steve H

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What to say? Half of a set of identical twins I was brought up on a farm in Hertfordshire. Attended school and am current studying Social Work at Royal Holloway University of London and hoping to go .. more..

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