rapid growth of millies hair
Millie’s hair grew six inches a day
Serious growth that did not stray
Did this make her feel happy or gay?
We do not know, for she did not say.
She tried new remedies every day.
Goo of fly and spit of ornery blue jay.
Other combos that sounded rather cray-cray
Ideas borrowed from a mushroom fey.
Would her hair slow down when it turned gray?
It might suggested a non-knowing stingray.
Millie spent most of her wages and her regular pay.
Trying to get her growing hair to grow the regular way.
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