Easy Customers
Jagged blades rip through my hair
Yanking and pinching my scalp until it bleeds
Every year my hair gets shorter
You didn't like it long
Every month my hair grows longer
You didn't like it short
I button my shirts up to my neck
I unbutton my shirts too low
My pants are too long
My shorts are too short
Bottoms of old T-shirts reach my knees
Newer T-shirt rise above my waistline
I alternate between fresh heeled shoes
And flip flops I've had for years
You're not an easy customer to satisfy
It's never enough to entice you to buy something
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