
My girlfriend’s finally gone insane
She’s well outside her mind
Despite this drama, I remain
Though lately it’s a grind
She’s so unhappy, so upset
Bat crazy to be fair
That bug-eyed stare I won’t forget
And all because of HAIR
She battles like it’s all out war
I try to lend support
She’ll trim it, look, and cut some more
Then say “It’s still too short”
Tonight I’ll join this raving lass
For drinks out on the town
She preps before a mirrored glass
That mirror’s coming down
A curdling bleet, was that a goat
Did she just speak in tongues
I heard some words I’ll never quote
As long as I have lungs
Did Satan somehow enter in
To tease that frizzy mess
Demonic sounds emit a din
That walls cannot suppress
I’m barging in, I’ve heard enough
What hell awaits beyond
I find her well but looking rough
This Asian, (mostly) blonde
She shouts at me excitedly
Completely out of breath
“You’ll never guess who called on me
I had a brush with Death”
©️ Earl W. Pearl - 03/17/2023
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.


Comments (1)
I really like this. And gotta love the title and photo. Very clever and humorous. Great job!