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Missing Eyebrows

I visited the folks, hoping for dinner;

I smelled the smoke as I walked in there.

Out she came, eyebrows missing;

hair all singed and her skin was peeling.

Now this was before self lighting ovens;

as she opened the oven to check the grub,

no flame could be seen but the gas was on.

The gas went pop, when the match was struck.

I laughed out loud and the room went quiet;

if looks could kill, then I would be dead

She shouted and told me it wasn’t right

to laugh and that I wasn’t right in the head.

She smoked as she cooked, but not after that;

her kitchen rules changed, that’s a fact.

Hair in a turban and apron in place;

and her Deidre glasses to protect her face

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