Straightening The Curls


He is a lonesome young lad, not happy,
with curly hair he thinks he looks scrappy.
     Dunks his head in pool with spin,
     cold water his nose sucks in.
Tangled hair straightens, but he feels crappy.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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