She was hard to please
when it came to hair,
she complained a lot
but I didn't care.
With her hair dyed white
I laughed out loud,
she was looking angry
and I was feeling proud.
I did the best I could
to dye her hair right,
I couldn't please her
no matter the night.
She left in a huff
upset with the style,
I knew it could be fixed
in just a little while.
Nobody was pleased
with my work that day,
yet I still wore a smile
when they all ran away.
A contest entry
- Please? by Roseamongweeds.
520 points, ended November 11, 26 entries
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Comments
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Hahaha this is too cute!!!! Good flow! Nicely done! Good luck in the contest you entered!!!
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-laughs- Cute poem, I'm so happy that I never tried to dye my hair! Good luck, and thank you for entering the contest!
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