Haircut, a browbeat project

My 36 month old baby tornado,

doing non stop merry go round

How to have a spotless home,

d’ mess-maker’s running around

Loves plays with kitchen utensil,

wants to prove her cooking skill

Grown hair like untrimmed bush,

a decent hair cut never she wish

Definitely I had to think beyond,

How a hair cut to be performed

Realized d’ situation pretty quick

A must to mug up trimming tricks

Along with d’ surgeon’s profession,

Side job of a barber, I’ve to learn

No more a hunt for good books,

rather watch haircuts in saloons

Evidently seems most hard drill,

But can’t afford to be big fat fail

Why tons of money on a haircut,

better be saved for real purpose

Brought a bald toy, a stick of gum,

told her, it got tonsured by some

Needs our help, to paste some hair,

then only it’ll look absolutely fair

Promptly brought her mini chair,

utterly ready to donate little hair

Torso covered, listened my chat,

ticklishly concluded her hair cut

Raising d’ only smart kid so tough,

learnt a hilarious lesson enough

 A snippet of life, an adventure,

d’ browbeat project truly over

Mr. Mouse, It’s for U

A slack tooth in upper jaw,  
shocked,

 in verge of a cry,

d’ wobbly tooth’s hurting me

what should I try !

Palms sweating copiously

 heart beating fast,

no one at home,

whom do I ask!

My friend lost one,

biting a tough chocolate

Class teacher spotted it,

asked to applaud, celebrate

a milestone of development

unique its way, for each brat

Wiggle, rotate, an easy yank,

in time, deciduous must depart,

Ought to be out, to make way

 for permanent ones’ cozy stay

All, if linger together,

one, on top of d’ other

an undesirable crowding

alters speech, hurdles chewing

My bosom friend told,

don’t be timid, be bold

 I put mine beneath d' pillow,

Where did they go,

 I never know

But woke up & found a gift

Tooth fairy always sends,

for d’ tumbled milk teeth

My gift protocol,

debated with dad, mom all

No candy, no chocolate,

edible ones, I won’t accept

I need only durable gifts,

wish to preserve, each of it

One day I’ll have twenty gifts

for all my twenty baby teeth

Another friend said

listen to my story,

relax, nothing to worry

While chewing food,

I gulped a loose front tooth 

Papa rushed me to d' Dentist

She checked my mouth in details

smiled, declared it’s harmless

Me too perplexed,

finally called mom

Busy in some meeting,

she never respond

Made chary twist and turn,

 my first milk tooth uprooted, gone

To feel d’ empty socket,

again & again tongue's sliding up,

d’  precious gem lies in my palm cup

Mom tells, a lower baby tooth,

to be thrown up, onto d’ roof

Erupts adult tooth upwards

stout, strong of unique class

If it’s Upper teeth,

put it in to mouse pit

pops up a permanent upper,

grows downwards sharper, stronger

Thought for a while, then

 calmly walked to d’ park,

Put it in to a mouse pit,

under a rose plant

Mr. Mouse, It’s for U

Kindly do all that,

what U wish to do