BLEACHED BUT NOT BEACHED

Dying my hair now
every month instead of year
as the grey chases
me to the grave I always
the most natural of blondes.

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THE HISTORY TEACHER FEELS HER AGE

Old age is catching
I am now as old as this
history lesson
teaching to children from books
what I have lived through. 'Bo-ring! '


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THE SOUND OF SNOW FALLING

Most heavy snowfall
all snowmen become Buddha.
Heaven keeps falling.
People carry their own snow
on top of hats...hoods...& caps.

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REVENGE IS SWEET!

On black laquer top
that the flies use for skating
one slips & oooops...falls!
I laugh at his misfortune.
He laughs & poos on my sweet!

Dónall Dempsey

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