Foiled Again

I was so disappointed

My plans, my schemes

Are ruined

I saw a commercial

For a spray-on cream

That got rid of hair

On lady’s legs, yes

But I began to wonder

Could I use that stuff

On an unsuspecting acquaintance

Instant baldness

How we would laugh

But I just found out

From those that know

(a lady no less)

that it wouldn’t work

Gutted

More tomorrow...

Background

There is a street

that’s never silent.

Doorbells chime

and cats meow.

Postmen whistle,

lorries rumble,

TVs clamour.

The only time

You can’t hear its nonsense

is when you shut the window

and go to sleep.

More tomorrow...