Enough To Curl Your Hair-

Well, I declare..... I detest my claim to fame! Without a doubt, it is my shame... I cannot tame, my tangled mane! Did you know.... my wayward hair does not play fair? It's almost more than I can bear! Well, now you know...It is my woe! My locks will grow two feet a night! My awful plight,.... this frightful sight is not a joke, no laughing matter! And if I stuff it, in a hat..... it looks like rats have raised a litter! When it's not tucked inside my hat... the cat attacks, jumps up my back and digs it's claws into the thatch! It isn't easy, to detach, she makes her bed and sleeps the night upon my head! It weighs a ton....and it's no fun to keep my head upon my shoulders! By afternoon my neck gets sore it must be cut each day by 4:00 to keep from sweeping up the floor! Such a chore...that I abhor! I can't ignore my tangled locks that strangle ankles and my socks! And then I trip....and then I fall and that's not all......but must not bore you any more! But could YOU handle locks like that??? _______________________________ For the "I Declare" Contest, sponsored by Judy Konos