A Cut Above Why shouldn’t Nancy break a lockdown rule To bless us with her chestnut-tress finesse? As Speaker of the House she’d look a ghoul If cameras focused on an un-coiffed mess. They’ve warned us of the ills of manicures, The perils of a perm or tint and trim. They’ve told us to avoid all vain allures; The preen and primp of parlors is a sin. But if your name’s Pelosi you’re exempt From hellish, hairy, tell-tale roots of snow. In days of plague it pays to stay unkempt, Though Nancy doesn’t heed these words of woe. When caught mid-pamper (minus mask and shame) Pursuing sassy-sable, blow-out beauty, She said that her hairdresser takes full blame; For she was dyeing in the line of duty. Susan Jarvis Bryant is a church secretary and poet whose homeland is Kent, England. She is now an American citizen living on the coastal plains of Texas. Susan has poetry published in the UK webzine, Lighten Up On Line, The Daily Mail, and Openings (anthologies of poems by Open University Poets).