I want to be a blond

In the hair color
isle, I am looking
at blond hair color.
I think I want
to be a blond.
sexy...
smart...
intriguing.
I bend down
and look at the
colors.
Hmmm.what to do.
Next to me
is a guy.
Gay.
looking
at hair color.
Excuse me honey,
he says to me.
You are blocking
my hair color.
I am 10b  honey blond.
I am sorry , i say
and take two steps
to the right.
besides, he says.
red is down a bit.
Oh , I know, I think
i might want to be
a blond.
I respond. I was
just looking.
Why do you want
to be a blond?
he says.
I thought
I might change
my look
a little.
I say.
Why?
You are
sexy
and fierce
with that hair.
keep it.
He snaps his
fingers and grabs
his color
and he walks
down the isle
shaking his
hips from side
to side.
Fierce?
Hell, I think
even if he
is Gay..
I will keep
my fierceness,
I need it.
I smile and
grab my
red.
I snap my
fingers
and shake my
hips from
side to side.
As I walk
down the
isle, I pass
my new gay
Friend.
I see that Red,
he squeals
as I walk by him.
my smile
creeps back to
my face.
Thank you.
thank
you.