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Beauty Parlor
by Randy Johnson
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  I own a beauty parlor but I always get things wrong.
Last week I left a lady under the dryer far too long.
She was under the dryer for hours and it fried her brain.
They put her in a funny farm because I drove her insane.

When I dyed a woman's hair, it turned green.
I soon met her family and they are mean.
They made me eat shaving cream and it made me vomit.
Then they grabbed my underwear and gave me a wedgie that was atomic.

They kicked my scrawny ass and broke my fingers
So that I couldn't call the cops.
I think you'll agree that the time has come
For me to sell my shop.


(This is a fictional poem.)
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June 20, 2013
More By: Randy Johnson
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Comments on this Poem

Comment So funny.

versetile
06/22/2013 13:56 PM

Comment Hilarious.

Seshu Chamarty
06/21/2013 06:17 AM




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