one-line #73 ~ see more of my illustrated verse: CLICK HERE
Mr. Coombs never groomed
Did not dust, did not broom
Filled with filth
Entombed with doom
He holed himself within his room
Unkempt, uncouth, tycoon of gloom
But then, one June beneath the moon
He fell in love, became a groom
This Mrs. Coombs, with beauty plumes,
Cast a bloom into that prune
Now every single afternoon
Mr. Coombs is known to groom
12 comments:
YEs! I love this one!!! Yay for Mr. Coombs
Very cute verse and sketch! :-)
Well turns out that Mr Coombs was a lucky fella... or was he??
hahaha. Who cares the reason, I'm glad he started grooming. :)
I thought for sure this was a Shel Silverstein poem! Haha! I love it!
I always enjoy your one line drawings. They are always so creative. And this poem just goes to show what love will do to a person, especially Mr. Coombs!
This is brilliant! Your drawing works so perfectly with the poem.
Mr. Coombs is quite a dandy fellow, now that he is all groomed. So imaginative, I love it!
Brilliant! I swear you are a genius!
Yay...Fabulous!!
Whimsical, and wonderful. Clever you.
Really clever poem!
Great drawing too.
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