Nail-Biting
My nails finally grew
To one millimeter plus two
They were crooked and uneven,
But man, was I so proud.
My sister has talons
That they would love in salons,
But I'll say it was nice to see
White on my fingernails.
But I filed them
To smoothen them
And that made them shorter.
And I clipped them,
For they were chipped then,
And still askew were they.
Then finally
It came to be
While I was writing an essay,
They quietly
Unobtrusively
Snuck up into my mouth again.
And now I'm back at stage one,
Waiting for my nails to grow.
I hope they do it soon, you know,
Cause it's break and I have time to paint them.