Oh For A Haircut!! Why didn’t I get my hair cut, At the start of March when I had a chance? Before the Corona Virus really hit, And Lock-down suddenly started. Now when I look into the mirror, I don’t recognise myself at a glance. I can’t see where my hair used to be parted. It has grown so long, I can get it into a ponytail or bun, I’ve had to buy curlers again and also clips. It’s now really going white, which isn’t much fun. People have given me scrunchies and a slide that grips. When, oh when, do you think it might be, That the ‘powers that be’ relax the lock-down more? I’ll be one of the first in the queue, you’ll see, Waiting patiently in line at the hairdressers’ door, To be invited in, and allowed to take a seat. And watch those scissors work, as hair falls to the floor. Then you’ll see me, once again back to looking neat.
Painted Nails It all started with calcium tablets I had to chew, I noticed my nails had started to grow, Without the splits and nasty cracks. I was able to file them into some shape. Then whilst clearing out a bedroom drawer, I found a half bottle of clear varnish, Which I decided to use. When a friend saw my shiny nails, She gave me a bottle of deep purple. As I waited in the chemist one day, A bottle of pink I decided to buy, And my nails became alternative shades.