An Ode To My Comb

J Juan Olivarez Juan Olivarez
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This particular comb Has been In my back pocket For twenty five years now I bought it one day At Bill's Dollar Store With Two brothers Their last name being Goody His brothers Have long since passed Actually I believe They got lost in the Wilderness And never Found their way home But this guy he has been in my pocket For a quarter century Through dandruff And the absence of Much of his daily work load At one time or another Mr. Goody has Groomed my hair When I had more My mustache And my beard Well I am from A different time When men cared what they looked like Even if we weren't much to look at So here's to you Old Mr. Goody I would let you retire But I'd never find A suitable replacement So in my right rear pocket You will remain Until one of us Gets lost in the wilderness FOREVER February 25th,2016 Twenty Nine Palms California

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