Twirling

Twirling
by A.S.

My mom has an obsession
She was born twirling her hair
I look around its twirl, twirl everywhere
In the car, in front of the TV, reading or writing
I guess it’s exciting
It’s very aggravating in many ways
Again and again days after days
I tell her to put her hand down
But she does have the crown
It is her own hand
So I will stop my demand
Does your mom do something annoying
I’m sure or else she would just be plain old boring