I woke up this morning
Let out a huge sigh
As I looked in the mirror
At my twitching left eye

It took me a moment or two
To see what was wrong with me
Seems I lost a few lashes
As I was visiting dreams in my sleep

That's when I started counting
Seven, eleven, twenty four, twenty seven
When I reached thirty one
It was just as I suspected

I know how many I had
When I went to bed last night
Because I wrote it down in my journal
The magic number...thirty nine

Not sure I'll be able to handle
All the laughter, all the shame
After all I do have this image
I've worked years on to pertain

With all my lashes intact on the right
All that I can think
Is how truly off balance
I'll appear to be