Best Long Haired Poems

Abigail Kirk lived in outback town Burke,
A hotel receptionist, she had a slight quirk,
Her rather long ponytail stretched to the floor,
After a few years it had grown much more,
She sold it to ten bald men and retired from work....

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A lazy long-haired packer in a shop,
Lent against a wall to have a quiet stop,
He felt a scraping on his crown
Waking from his nap upside down,
Someone was using his head as a mop....

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I have always  l o v e d  those wild boys,
     and their rebellious loud culture noise;
growing up with their rock 'n' roll,
          in my opinion it has a lot...

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(alternately titled no particular reason:
bring unto “fake” trumpeting Caesar
seven salad dressings from deep freezer
and lettuce deign at your plea azure.)

Graced with boyish good looks,
innocence and naiveté to boot,
an especial loathing toward me
chicken legs re: spindleshanks

(which serve as laughingstock
of dis hair reed ole coot)
oft times clad...

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