The Nose Hair

Funny.

Why, little one, must you stray?

You have a warm place to lay

I knew not your plot until I got home

When the bathroom mirror revealed thy form

 

At what hour did you dare escape?

Who else saw thy thin black shape?

You've caused me pain, hair so vain

My day was a parade, and thee, the rain

 

With tweezers in hand I grab thy strand

With quick twist of the wrist my...

Wait, I feel nothing, I missed

So with tweezers in hand I grab thy strand

And with quick twist of the wrist my eyes mist

 

There you are held by cheap metal

My nose a rose and thee a black petal

A bitter end to a sweet day

Stray too far and you will pay

Reviews

[Tiffany Boles]

I like it! Lol, this had me laughing :D

[Imara]

Ah that pesky hair! This made me chuckle, sometimes the flow was off but awesome job! I liked it :)

[Bradley]

Awesome, thanks. I agree with you, I think leaving out 'quick' would help the flow in the third stanza. However, that is the moment where you hesitate just to buy a little more time before inflicting some acute pain upon yourself. It is truly an awkward moment so I intended it so sound a bit awkward. I would like to know your thoughts on that, and definitely let me know if you think the flow is off elsewhere.

[Imara]

Actually, looking at it from that point of view, cleverly making it sound awkward to further drive home the awkward point works. Haha never thought of it that way!

[Holly Mason]

quite comical so quirky and everyone can try to deny but oh how true!
thank you for the laugh