Woe Is Me ~ Ginny Bryant ~ Living Each Day

I went to get myself fixed up
At the beauty shop today
When they got through I looked right good
I don't care what they say.

They plucked my eyes to pieces
And packed my face with mud
They piled smelly stuff on my head
It looked just like the crud.

They did my nails and filed my toes
I didn't think it would end
And when it was all over
It cost more than I wanted to spend.

Didn't make it to the tanning booth
Not enough dough to do all that
And didn't get myself wrapped
To sweat off some of my fat.

But that's OK I don't look bad
Well, not much any way
Yep, I think I look pretty good
I don't care what they say.

I WON'T LEAVE THE HOUSE
FOR AT LEAST A MONTH!!!

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