Mr. Coombs

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 


Heather said...

YEs! I love this one!!! Yay for Mr. Coombs

art2cee2 said...

Very cute verse and sketch! :-)

WrightStuff said...

Well turns out that Mr Coombs was a lucky fella... or was he??

B @ Sweet Limes said...

hahaha. Who cares the reason, I'm glad he started grooming. :)

Cori Lynn Berg said...

I thought for sure this was a Shel Silverstein poem! Haha! I love it!

Bleubeard and Elizabeth said...

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!

PetraB said...

This is brilliant! Your drawing works so perfectly with the poem.

Magpie said...

Mr. Coombs is quite a dandy fellow, now that he is all groomed. So imaginative, I love it!

priti.lisa said...

Brilliant! I swear you are a genius!

Kiki aka Victoria said...


Jo Murray said...

Whimsical, and wonderful. Clever you.

gemma said...

Really clever poem!
Great drawing too.