Tonight I feel the urge to rhyme
Hair needs cutting, long past time
With a challenge attached
A before and after
Give me some prose
that brings me laughter.
The prize is for writing
Make those words sing
You may win "On Writing"
by the awesome Stephan King.
A TRIO OF HAIR CUT POEMS
Scissors in hand
I lift, snip and clip,
My hair cries out
Not you, again!
I run my fingers through my hair
My thoughts never linger
Clipping through, feeling fair
the haircut's a hum-dinger!
I knew a lady, old and fair
who delighted in cutting her very own hair,
Not for her the beauty shop,
With forty dollars at one pop,
Scissors were cheaper by the pair.
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Try your hand at poetry in the comment on this post.
Deadline is January 19th, my daughter, Melissa's birthday.
Melissa is a stylist and will absolutely freak when she sees my cut.
