My hair decided it was time for a change.
It stood up straight, then swerved right.
Forcing the comb to tangle the braid
"Ouch!" I screamed, then pulled through a knot.
"Well fine, just fine, if that's how it is."
"I'll shave you off if you don't behave!"
Cut you down to stubble I will
This I vow my patience is nil.
Curse this hair, I'm done for today
I'm just going to wear a hat anyway.


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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.