Bedhead

[abu nuwas]

I wake up every morning with major bedhead. I usually have a birds nest at the back and the sides are either sticking out in every direction or straight up. I have never been able to figure out what I do all night to create that kind of masterpiece.

This poem was fun to read and made me smile and nod my head in agreement.

Nemmy --- it is the same God as the one which turns shirts completely inside out in a washing-machine; you could not design a machine to do it.....

Aish -- some of us, the reluctant skinheads, can only dream of your problems --- especially as there seems to be no way of preventing hair from getting worse on the chin in direct proportion to its gradual withdrawal from the head. Very witty poem.