Jan 20, 2009

DoOdADs: The Morning Fight

The Morning Fight

I have pretty hair. Everyone tells me so.
But why I have to brush it, I will never know.
Each morning I will argue, before to school I go,
That I don’t need to fix it, just stick in a bow.
My Mom will say “it’s ratty” and I will scream out “No!”
And so she cut it off and now she will not let it grow.

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