22.October.21


“Otototoi, adieu,” declares the lass to the knot in her braid which has tangled her mood.

Peridomestic lice have been blamed in the past, but, for this time, have hairly been passed.

Shivaree has begun sans the flower girl well-dressed—putting twists in both the tunes and dos meant to wish bests.

Untoward style on top likely will turn some to frown—since there are no happy middles—only hair up or hair down. ; )

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