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The Night I Walked Out on Grey Hair

We met through a lonely hearts column

Such encounters are always pot luck

You're either delighted, even struck dumb

Or left wondering how to get off the hook


That was the night I walked out on grey hair

The poor women noticed my reluctance to stay

Yet on the phone she'd described it as "fair"

"Stay just a while..." I heard her trying to say


Later I felt ashamed fo...

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Before the after

Before the after


I used to be bald

but now I'm shorn

like being dead

not being unborn

 I used to be young

but now I'm not old

like being informed

not being untold

 I used to be slight

but now I'm substantial

like being skint

then becoming financial. ........................


words and foto Tommy Carroll 

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