Hair's Fair Share

Thought I had the ugliest hair in the whole neighborhood; rebelliously stiff and coarse, hard-headedly thick and crude; long or short, gel and comb it fought like it was made of wood, like a furious porcupine bristling at you if you're rude; but then at our high school reunion it made me feel good; though unkempt 'twas the object of salivating envy of those who paid dearly for a hair transplant or a toupee; so now about my hair I have a happier point of view: just comb it slow,make it glow, so it won't abandon you!