Thursday, July 28, 2011

My Hairbrush

My hairbrush is a little old,
It’s hardly fit for use.
Its looming death can be foretold,
It’s been through much abuse.

Its teeth are almost one half gone,
How can I brush with it?
I must replace the thing anon,
But still I sit and sit.

Why won’t you get a newer brush?!
You ask me as you weep.
Embarrassed I respond and blush,
Because I’m so darn cheap!







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