Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Made Up

There was a young lass named Sharia.
Her parents were stricter than most.
One day she was caught with some eyeshadow on
And they tied her out back to a post.
Apparently Allah was angry.
He didn't support Maybelline.
Or at least not the manifestation he saw
On the eyes of the face that he'd seen.
And so the young lass named Sharia
Decided to try L'Oreal
But the sass in her choice and the tint on her cheek
Landed her back at the post for a week.
"Best from now on to be covered,
Three strikes and you will be gone!"
Her dear mother said. But Sharia instead
Spent all her cash on Revlon.

2 comments:

Morning Scribbler said...

I bet she would have demonstrated some real sassy-pantedness. If only she were allowed to wear pants.

W.B. Picklesworth said...

Alas, no pants.
Nor any dance.
Her life was bland
As Saudi sand.