quite kempt hair at the beach (August, 2010)
My Dream by Ogden Nash
This is my dream,
It is my own dream,
I dreamt it.
I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
Never mind that there is no such thing as true love, and that it doesn't really rhyme. This poem is still pretty cute. Mhmm?