A Windy Day
Oily hair, I battle each day.
Washing it twice each bath I take.
Once the wind, did come my way,
They said , what a scarecrow I’d make.
Written for
Sponsor ^Rick Parise
Contest Name A BAD HAIR DAY ~
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