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Everyone knows how much I love my lovely locks, they are my crowning glory
Sister, may we please practice the snipping of hair, upon your glorious well pruned head
Five little siblings have I, all eager to become little shearers of, well, somebody's, anybody's mane:
Of course, I replied emphatically, 'no'...
The little devil-ettes plotted and planned, patiently biding their time
I fell asleep upon the hammock, beneath the warm and cuddly July sky
I never heard them creeping up, snip, snip, snippity snip, all five
I awoke from what I naturally thought a dream, to find myself quite bald, yet somehow really quite beautiful
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Nevertheless, I fired up the cauldron, and proceeded to boil them one by one
The little witches giggled and voluntarily jumped into the boiling pot
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Mother had somehow heard the furore and reacted swiftly, inventing the cold fire of witchery
My inquisitive little sisters had no idea that I really meant to boil them in a cauldron most hot
Mother thought me quite mad and pondered sending me to Hogwarts School for the mentally insane witch and wizard
Yet can you honestly say that you would not have done the same
Of course I love my sisters dearly...How can you even ask? Oh, you mean the boiling
Maybe if you got to know them, you would also try to cook them
What is that you say...maybe I am the monster in this story
I see that the little witches got to you...ok
Fall asleep around them, I dare you!!!!!!
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About the Creator
Novel Allen
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. ~~ Rabindranath Tagore~~
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Comments (7)
Hey Novel, how are you going? Hope u are travelling well.. βΊοΈ Rockin the bald cut! π Iβm glad this has never happened to me. How devious!! Was this partly autobiographical, Novel? π
π What a stunning bald head! Maybe you'll start a new trend!!
It's a delightful mix of humor and mischief, capturing the chaotic energy of sibling dynamics in a highly entertaining way. Ahahahah!
No of course you're not the monster hahahahahaha. I wish I could eat them after you boiled them π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£π€£
I laughed out loud on this one, Novel Allen! I thought for a moment that the "boiling cauldron" was going to just be a bathtub of bathwater but, no, she really meant to boil those rascals π
lol...My sister, ten years my junior, cut up my best bra and poured out all my Chanel # 5, a Christmas gift. I wanted to boil her that day, for sure. I don't remember what I did to incur her wrath. It might have been a bad haircut?
Smile was there in my face when reading this!!!