ruin my life, why don't you?!

Ode to the Vietnamese Woman Who Ruined My Bangs

Woe to you, cute little woman who cut my hair
And left me with midget bangs just barely there
“Just a trim today,” said I to you
Now I’m searching for tape or maybe some glue
To reattach the beautiful bangs you slew

Such lovely bangs – surely, this girl’s greatest pride
I’m not going to lie; now I’m dying inside
Robbed, naked forehead – was it always this big?
I’m a glutton for bangs; a bit of a pig
I guess I’ll start looking for a pretty brown wig.

I hope your friend from Japan never calls you again.