Poem -

Sun Burn.

The sun has burnt my baldy head.
It's now the colour of crimson red.
Oh how i wish i would have stayed in bed.
My nightly shower i do now dread.
Wear a hat my fat wife said.
I said no it will ruin my street cred.
Now I've got a sore red head.
I now digress enough said.


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