Blue Hair

My sister dyed her hair blue,

when Mom went out to shop.

Her timing was just perfect —

no one could make her stop.

Once dyed, she sat there staring

at all her long, blue hair,

and when I saw my sister,

I too began to stare.

The day will get exciting,

I know — when Mom returns.

Mom really will be angry!

In me — excitement burns!

You see, I am the off-spring

who usually causes grief,

but now my blue-haired sister

is giving me relief.

My mother will be focussed

upon that hair so blue,

and so she might not notice

what I’d not meant to do.

Today, I broke a big lamp,

then lots of glue I spilled,

so now I’m sure you understand

why blue hair has me thrilled.