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***Reno*** · 10-30-2024, 08:39 PM

Hello SHL!

With permission from the winner of the auction @Eggcracker here is the poem that my friend Taylor very graciously wrote for em.

The subject was: HFFO and his baldness.

In the sunlight's gleam, his crown so bright
A polished dome, a beacon of light
No strands to tangle, no combs to wield
Just the open sky, the canvas revealed

With every breeze comes a gentle caress
His bald head shines in its own finesse
No worries of grays or styles to chase
Just the freedom found in this cool smooth embrace

A symbol of wisdom and of stories to tell
Each glimmer reflects his life, so brave and so swell
In laughter and joy, he stands proud and free
A testament to strength, to simply be he

As we raise up our glasses to the hairless and wise
With a radiant glow that no wig will compromise
For in every reflection, to truth we shall go
The glory of being a man so bald, all the way from Ontario

In the mirror he looks, it’s a friend not a foe
His canvas of courage with its radiant glow
His confidence rising, nothing to make him mare
And when the Habs lose, he can’t rip out his hair

No hat can contain the beauty it emits
A man who looks like he can win a battle of wits
With the power of the sun giving it a majestic shine
The power he radiates, a being so divine

So we scoff at the myths that surround the bald
We encourage them to celebrate themselves and stand tall
When he lets us touch its glory, we can feel nothing but blessed
With each gentle touch a moment, a new treasure we will possess

So as he stands, his bald head pointed to the sky
We cannot be as cool as him, but we can still try
So everyone grab your razors and remove the hair from your crown
Everyone join the gang, the balds are way more fun to be around.

TheOPSquid · 10-30-2024, 09:45 PM

This is amazing

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