Workshop weekend: limerick: “Hard hat hair dresser”

There once was a hair dresser in a hard hat
who heard cannon fire, loud bass, and rumblings that
made me ask, “Is the end near?”
She said, “Oh no, but I fear
your hairdo would scare all nine lives from a cat.”

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