I admire the sparkling white,
convenient, clean and bright,
but the sound of cranial percussion
and concomitant ringing concussion
seems certain in the middle of the night.
Linked to Dan Antion’s Thursday Doors Writing Challenge
with thanks to Patrick Mesterharm for the photo.
Oddments 
May 20, 2025 at 7:21 pm
Ouch. I like the poem, but the throbbing thoughts it brings to mind make my head hurt.
May 20, 2025 at 7:48 pm
Ouch indeed. The original head-banging.
May 20, 2025 at 7:24 pm
There is a joke somewhere in Snow White visiting the Seven Dwarf’s house. She has now become grumpy.
May 20, 2025 at 7:49 pm
That is so bad it’s great!
May 20, 2025 at 10:57 pm
Ouch! Luckily I’m short. (K)
May 20, 2025 at 11:12 pm
You know how they say less is more — definitely true in this case!
May 21, 2025 at 1:15 pm
Yes. Although when trying to reach something on a high shelf…
May 20, 2025 at 11:42 pm
That guy is either very tall or the room is very small.
May 21, 2025 at 12:04 am
I think both!
May 21, 2025 at 11:16 am
This guy looks like the beanstalk giant walking around the home of the seven dwarfs! Ouch, that cranial percussion hurts! Great poem Maureen.
Ginger🦋
May 21, 2025 at 11:24 am
Thanks, Ginger! You got it exactly: those doorways made him a giant. I don’t know if he always remembered to duck, but I bet, if he didn’t duck, he said more than OUCH!