New Blue Hair

Everyone remembers

The day Judy dyed her hair.

She wept for forty days,

To see her out would be quite rare.


She put her hair in rollers,

She tried gels and mousses too.

She used clips and bands and hair slides

But her hair still looked quite blue.


But then she stepped outside

Because at last she did not care

And everybody gasped with glee,

“We LOVE your new blue hair!”