Ponytail

I haven't had a ponytail Since I was very young And even then, most likely, Into braids my hair was hung. When frizz set in, I chopped my locks And thus the die was cast, So ponytails and pigtails were A remnant of the past. But when I see a jogger With her ponytail a'bounce, Its jaunty whipping of the air Seems like it does announce: Just check me out! I'm oh, so cool And confident and fit. So feast your jealous eyes - I'm the epitome of IT!