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The pretty young lady lady who did my nails
Didn't want to take her time
Brrrrrrr went the sander in her hand
Red went the skin on mine
She looked at the offending digit
And made a little soothing sound
Was she admitting she was at fault?
Or trying to heal the wound?
The owner redid my nails in the end
Berating her in Korean
I think her reply to him may have been
"It was like that when I got here!"
I like to think when she went home
And told of her day much later
She resentfully said that she was blamed
For a lady with stigmata
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