Michael E. Harris Poet Rhyme

Aj's Hair

My hair is picky  
I need a shampoo  
I tried every brand 
Yet nothing will do

So I hit up the net 
To find a solution 
Cooked up a storm 
And created pollution.  

I added subtracted 
And multiplied twice.
Came up with something 
I couldn't cut with a knife. 

So I twisted and churned 
And added a scoop.
Created something 
That resembled a soup.
 
I gave it a nod 
Because I thought it was right 
Shampooed my hair 
And turned it all white. 

I added some color 
Some fragrance and shine 
Thought for sure 
It would work this time. 

I woke up this morning 
My hair was all gone.
Something for sure 
Went terribly wrong. 

But no need to worry 
I'm working on wax.
Hopefully my hair 
Will never grow back.

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