my trip to the beautician
red cardinal landed in my hair
he got his feet tangled up in there
a beautician had to cut him out
upon his escape he hopped about
We have some wood ticks in there too she said
this embarrassed me, my face turned red
Do you want me to cut those varmints out too?
Yes, I agreed. Please do, please do!
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