Mc1r Mutation Station 2: Ginger Lesson
As a ginger I have
Hated, than loved freckles
Got sick of the teasing
Grew to love these speckles
Now I find them pleasing
As a ginger I have
Felt the wrath of the sun
Bright red self heating skin
Before summer begun
Sometimes you just can’t win
As a ginger I have
Been Red and Carrot top
Little orphan Annie
A raggedy Ann Mop
They say it’s uncanny
As a ginger I have
Grown to love these red locks
And all that comes with it
To think outside the box
And hoard sun screen a bit
Copyright © Hat Bueckert | Year Posted 2022
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