I had trouble disciplining my hair this morning.
It took a slab of hair cream to keep the unkempt bits in check.
The slick mop of hair was environmentally hazardous
that I chose to walk in shaded areas and dark alleyways.
I visited the toilet to wash off the oil.
The only thing I got cleaned,
was my shirt which was truly drenched.
"You should have towelled it off, Einstein!"
Someone commented that my face looked bigger.
As always, I said its a bad hair day.
Honestly, my weight correlates with the fickleness of my hair.
Please see me next week, I would have lenghtened by then.
Comeon its a Bad Hair Day! What do you expect?