Why did I?
Now my Hair is an Autumn colour
I do like it I must admit
The colour, that is
But why oh why
When you ask for a certain cut
Even show a picture
Of the style you want
They never do it
The Stylists always
Cut and style as they want
I wanted it razor cut
So I could have it sticking up
But no, its not as thin
As I would want
And just swept back
Trouble is I don’t speak up
“This is what I want”
I should say
What do I do
I always say “that’s lovely”
When its not what I want
You idiot I tell myself
When I leave the Salon
Put your foot down
Say what you want
Next time, yes next time
I’ll be more assertive
Hey, look to the Sky
Look at the Pigs flying by!!
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Bacon on the wing! The trouble is that once it’s done it can’t be cut longer again.
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They never do listen, for men as well. You say one thing, they nod their head in agreement and proceed to do as they wish!
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I am glad you said that I thought it was just me – I think I might look for another salon.
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That’s the way I am with Sandy, too. She’s cut my hair for 30+ years. You should have posted a picture!
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What of me, scary.
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Oh bull! You’re gorgeous! Silly girl!
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