I met a man with a perm
Who called me a worthless worm.
I grabbed sharp sheers
And despite his tears
I cut off that worthless perm!
I met a man with a perm
Who called me a worthless worm.
I grabbed sharp sheers
And despite his tears
I cut off that worthless perm!
I think perms are pretty worthless so I don’t blame you! To my shame I had one in the 80s.
Whilst I never have had a perm, I must confess to having my hair dyed brown (its original colour) twice many years ago. However, I decided long ago that it is better to grow olde (and grey) gracefully, so no longer succumb to vanity!
Thanks for commenting, Esther.
So did I, Esther. I looked terrible , but thought it was the bees knees.
Me too!
I agree. He shouldn’t have called you a worm. Serves him right.
I’m pleased you agree with me, Vivienne. He certainly won’t be calling me a “worthless worm” again any time soon!