Bad Hair Day

By Linda Joy Ventura

I woke up this morning at first light
I looked in the mirror - god what a sight
My eyes unable to open properly yet
My hair all tangled in need of a set

After a shower I felt a bit better
I collected the post and opened a letter
After I dressed and made up my face
I tried to look nice and behave with grace

But my mascara had smudged and looked a right mess
Then I noticed the hem had come down on my dress
I thought what else is going to happen today
My hair and my face and my clothes were in complete disarray

I wish I could always look the part
But today I admit I look a bit of a tart
I really must make the effort to get myself together
But sometimes I think is it worth all the bother

Today has just been one of those days
I have floated around in a complete haze
Tomorrow I’m sure is going to be better
My hair will go right and my day will be brighter


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