When she was a kid
Mother made her wear a bowl
When she cut her hair
Her friends called her helmet head
She learned to love hats instead
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
When she was a kid
Mother made her wear a bowl
When she cut her hair
Her friends called her helmet head
She learned to love hats instead
©2018 Annette Rochelle Aben
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Hahaha
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Sad, but true
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Still chuckling, Annette, lovely!
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Thanks, Steve 🙂
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Haha, the infamous bowl cuts 😄
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It got better, once she went to beauty school
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Hats off to her 😀
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Lol!
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I know there are pictures, somewhere… lol
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Very humorous! Very nice!
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Thank you! I had quite the collection of hats when I was younger…
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I think that is why hats never lost their place in fashion… lol!
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I know, right?
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😉😄
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This is such a cute poem, Annette.
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Thanks Robbie, just trying to make my childhood sound a bit more light weight…
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I had a few of those haircuts! There were times when I seriously needed a hat!
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I had the cutest hats, that’s for sure
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Ha ha ha. 😀
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LOL!!! Well, when I was really young, my mother used to tie a bit of my hair in such a way that it looked had i had mushroom growing out of my head, ha ha!!!
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Mothers have such a way of doing things… ❤
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