hot hair

T-top silver Camaro,
blonde hair piled up
under a straw hat,
Aerosmith and
Lenny Kravitz blastin';

a stop light,
she was lookin' tight,
and she took off that hat:

"holy freakin' hot hair!"
was all I could get out;

she probably was a
maniacal,
homicidal
witch,

but I'll never forget her.



January 18, 2009.

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