By Diane Jones.

I'm having a bad hair day it won't do what its told

It really should know better 'cos like me its growing old.

It looks just like a lot of straw, I think I'm going to cry

In fact it's like a birds nest when a hurricane's passed by!

I'm going out to dinner and I'm hoping to impress

But my crowning glory's gone to pot and looks a blooming mess!

I had it looking really great I used the best shampoo

But then I stepped outside the door and winters cold wind blew!

It blew my lovely curls away it left a frizzy mess

So now I'm feeling very sad a "damsel in distress."

I've brushed it and I've combed it but I just cant get it right,

I look just like a boxer who's just had a long hard fight!

I grabbed a can of hair spray at least I thought I had,

But it turned out to be fly killer and now I stink like mad!

So I'm having a bad hair day, but I really shouldn’t moan,

for although my hair may look a mess at least it's all my own!