If "snip snip" tale this swellRapunzel was to tellHer knight in shining armourWould gallop straight to hellThen fairy Godmotherin swish n flick n botherwould sure send for a chopper'stud'ded with showstopperOur hero flies on metal wingsHe rocks n rolls n yoodling sings"Come on hop on, Rap, my dearYou look so brill sans your hair ;)"He flings his hand and swings her inKisses and hugs and sweet nothingsSo much and more for happy endingsAnd as for your "tale-o-trim"A tragicomedy-oh-so-grimBury the dead in its graven jump in for a clean head shave. :D
:Dtoo much time on your hands? at least you didnt cut your hair out of boredom, so thats good.since then, i have put the remnants to the sword and it does look better this way, although my mum has issued orders not to parade in front of relatives/neighbours without an appropriate headgear, the appropriateness of which is measured in terms of how well it hides my scalp in the transitionary period.
sweet blessed boredomhelps enclosetears of the eveningin hard diamond of poem:)
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