Of a Hairy Dwarf and a Yak 18/100

The buffoon had doubloons that he longed to spend
But he looked poor and the store with goods to vend
lacked the nerve to serve such a classless ass
and would click locks on the shops as he frolicked past

A cannier man would’ve been filled with despair
to pop to the shops and find nobody there
But Jim-Bill was simple and happy to boot
he’d smile all the while and returned to his route

Back at his shack he met a yak and a dwarf,
(straight off the boat, they wrote goat at the wharf)
He greeted and meted a welcome most kind,
not wary of those hairy from head to behind.

As does a friend tend to all ends needs,
Our host did the most, even toasted yak's seeds
until all filled, then they spilled their desire,
"sir, we concur, our fur, it is dire”

“it is grave to shave, but we crave bare skin!
"With nary wife nor knife where to begin? “
With their fear in the air, a single tear fell,
and Jim, though dim, felt his heart hymn swell.

“Whelp! I’ll help!” Jim yelped as he leapt to his feet
His blade was well laid and the trims made quite neat.
and when bare of all hair (did they wear pants?)
The two yelled woohoo and threw an impromptu dance

Full of food and nude (how rude), they found peace,
and praised an amazed Jim for his work on their fleece
its no surprise that a prize was offered, well earned
But no gift could shift t’wasnt thrift that Jim yearned

"Im not wise but no prize is as nice as a buddy,"
he shrugged as he hugged a dwarf in the nuddy,
so he slipped on their trip, and bought a ship (with his gold)
and looked poor no more, he was Jim-Bill the Bold
 

Some days, I can't think too much about what I'm writing or it'll stop. So I just go with the flow (so to speak.) It leads to some very odd places. And that's cool. I just hope there aren't too many more poems involving nude dwarfs and shaved yaks.

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