Identification scars
When finally we're asunder
and death it do us part
how would my partner I.D me
from various body parts?
Egg bumps on my noggin,
the result of operations
are fairly individual,
would cause no botheration.
A missing big-toe nail
is another little quirk
to point the way quite easily,
a sort of pinkie perk.
A scar upon my knee
where Dauphy knocked me over,
on our way to France,
at the ferry port in Dover.
To help her pick me out,
but not to make me handsome
I have implants in my mouth,
which cost a monarch's ransom.
Though, if all that's left of me
is the spot upon my todger,
she'll confidently say,
"Yes, that's my dear old codger."
😀 How comforting to have these defining features. You should write the same poem from the point of view of an emperor penguin. Or a sulphur crested cockatoo. How they tell each other apart even in full screech is a mystery to me. 🙂
So romantic 😭😂
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😀 How comforting to have these defining features. You should write the same poem from the point of view of an emperor penguin. Or a sulphur crested cockatoo. How they tell each other apart even in full screech is a mystery to me. 🙂
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Fun little ditty. My oldie has an implant also, plus a dimple-like scar on his chin when he fainted from the heat in Nigeria.
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😂 Thanks. I was watching something about identifying people from body parts, and it set me wondering how little we would need!
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Perhaps I should re-examine Mr Misky.
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🤣🤣 A fingertip search…you don’t want to miss anything!
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