never enough for cow
Cow decided her hair was not as fancy as it could be
She emptied her junk draw at a quarter ‘til three
asked the beautician to wind all the stuff into her hair
But you already have three colors, said her beautician, Cher.
It is not enough, I am barely looked at by the fellows, she said.
She made an appointment, and her hair got every color but red.
Wait. There was red too, her hair was a true sight right now.
Behind her back people were snickering about this silly cow.
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