she was brushing her hair
when she glanced out the window and caught a glimpse
of him cresting the hill.
she sprang to her feet with a yell of
"****!"
and then
"ow!" as foot upon foot of hair
got trampled under foot slippered foot.
the tower was high
and she thought she'd hidden it well
but they always came,
and she really wasn't
in the mood
to be rescued.