Ode to My Wigs (A Poem)

Ode to my wigs

I love my beautiful wigs

When I put them on my head

I wear them out in public

But inside I'm a baldy instead

The End

It's Not Fair (a poem)

Inspired by yesterday's hair post:

It's Not Fair

It's not fair

I have no hair

My head is fluffy

And in places tufty

Chemo has robbed me

Of my eyelash glory

My eyebrows are sparse

The drugs are an arse

There is no leg stubble

And no shaving trouble

I have very smooth pits

But such lethal tits

Cancer is shit

And I hate it

It's not fair 

I have no hair

The End

Along came the chemo (a poem)

Lovingly written for some fabulous ladies who have smashed their last chemotherapy treatments this week.

Along came the chemo

There once was a tumour

That grew inside a breast

The cells it was producing 

Didn't look like all the rest

Along came the chemo

It shouted 'off with its head'

It gave the tumour a kicking

And now the bastard is dead

The End