Oof! There it goes once again.
Stretching itself out, what a pain!
I provide nothing, neither fertilizer nor food.
Yet the darned thing grows out, how rude!
Look, look, hand me something now.
Wish I could just swat it off of my brow.
But hang on, the Pandemic is still on.
No visits to the Parlour or Saloon.
Hell, I don’t think anyone gives a heck.
And hubby wouldn’t notice if my head fell off my neck.
Watch out now, I step out, freely.
Sporting the unibrow, happily.
Pic credit: Google pics.