A dripping tap, a creaking hinge,
the very sight of a syringe,
running short while on a binge,
well-meaning friends whose words infringe
upon my punch line, or just a tinge
of sarcasm in a response can make me cringe.
But none of these can quite unhinge
me half as much as when I singe
or cut too short my forehead fringe!
If I ever ignite my hair on fire over a birthday cake or let them
cut my fringe this short again, just shoot me!
The prompt today was cringe.