Rushed

Pink dress? Blue dress? Black dress.
Hair down? Hair up? Hair shiny straight.
I will hardly make it on time.

My beautiful toes are screaming at me to get polished,
I will only have time to get the painted.
My lovely legs still need shaving,
Only time stands in the way.

The clock ticks down like a time bomb,
Did i get the flower? Do i have a camera?
Pictures are at 6, wait no 5!
I will never make it on time.

A shiny clean car pulls up in the drive way, 
My heart drops to the floor.
I look in the mirror one last time- ready for a great night.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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