Bad Hair Day Poems - Poems about Bad Hair Day

My hair is wild, as wild as can be. It sticks out in all sorts of places, It goes through many fits and stages, You can’t imagine the myriad of gazes! I have curls to a large degree. They won’t listen to my plea. My hair demands to be free....

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A shortcut for washing his hair: his head in the pool (for a dare)! His ginger toupee was off and away, and doing the backstroke with flair...

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She has spotty skin Whereas he has warts on his He has freckles She has boils One's too oily One's too dry He is too pasty Her's is too dark She is too yellow One's is patchy The others too red Yet for all of these many differences There is one thing they all have in common Is we are 1 and all Universally unhappy in our own Skin...

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When fairy tales were in fashion, before true love was rare, A prince wooed a maid who was flaxen and fair. He came every day and patiently knelt Before the dark tower wherein his love dwelt. He'd call out, "Rapunzel, oh, show me you care, And let down a ladder of your golden hair." This scene re-enacted for forty long years, His...

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One Christmas day when a bald man called Ray, Gave his femme fatale, a silk negligée. She whispered, please close your eyes, While I touch up, your surprise. But his surprise was a hair piece toupee. 12 / 18 / 2021. For the contest XMAS LIMERICK Sponsor Andrea Dietrich....

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What's the big deal? Once combed, all is right in the world again, am I right? Date written: 10/28/2019...

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Today my hair had a mind of its own, being in the static electricity zone, put in some mousse, still looked uncouth, walking around like an Alfalfa clone. 11-17-16...

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This is a verse, not a song, Let's gaze on the face of Agamemnon, For ten years, he had stayed away, Finally, he arrived home one day, Yes, away to Troy he'd roamed, The warrior king made it home, But, he had been playing away, His Queenie had a bad hair day, Her axe did have a double blade, As in her spa, she...

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I woke up this morning and my hair was such a mess Its grey roots are showing through - oh dear I must confess This lovely shade of titian red it really isn’t mine But when I get the colour on I just look so divine I open up the bottles and mix the liquids so The mixture smells disgusting;...

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(Written in the voice of the Bride of Frankenstein) Where did you get your hair done, Cruella My beast fancies a streak of vanilla Flames from your hair dryer? What brand? I won't buy 'er! That hair contraption could be a killa Written for the Techno-Limericks Contest...

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Walking around my parent's house in the morning With a bed hair that is breaking down My mother is in the kitchen scorning Before I knew it I was wearing a gown...

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Women, seize me; don’t shun me. For my mane designed by birth – No bad hair day, I’m bald up top! Scalp shining in manly mirth. © January 16, 2011 Dane Smith-Johnsen...

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Purple spikes pointing toward the sky Do you suppose he woke that way? Can anyone tell me the reason why He'd strive to have " A Bad Hair Day'?...

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Washed and dried and fluffed and curled, Sprayed to hold the look in place. Into the rain and it unfurled, Wet and flattened all over my face....

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I stare in the mirror with fear on my face So late for work my heart starts to race I move the old brush, striving for perfection As I gaze in horror at this shambling reflection Each move of the hand makes it look worse I am in need of a stylist or possibly a hearse I squirt on some gel...

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