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Waitress Mischief
Waitress Mischief
Merry mischief made today
With my golden hair surprise
Whose waitress wonder
Warbled ancient words
But with a modern lingo
Upon surveying my hair
She noted the new twist
Of my post-freeze grooming
Instead of the feral look
My face was shaven
And even looked bathed
But I confessed a comb
Was the tool of my styling
But she saw a deeper difference
Than a brush with civility
That I couldn’t fathom
Merry mischief made today
With my golden hair surprise
Whose waitress wonder
Warbled ancient words
But with a modern lingo
Upon surveying my hair
She noted the new twist
Of my post-freeze grooming
Instead of the feral look
My face was shaven
And even looked bathed
But I confessed a comb
Was the tool of my styling
But she saw a deeper difference
Than a brush with civility
That I couldn’t fathom
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