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Wigs Poems - Poems about Wigs


Premium Member Black Wigs B1
*Theresa's Quote:** "To the black hairstylist: Again, I will say that you are a blessing to these women and a blessing to this hair. Black hair is a heaven-sent gift that helps black women keep their heads held high in public." I prefer the black wig B1; it suits my complexion and looks convincing. This is about her...

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Categories: wigs, america, anger, anxiety, appreciation,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member No Sign of Wigs
The siblings in our family consisted of 4 brothers and 8 sisters. The boys were right at home in keeping our hair washed and combed. On the other hand, the 8 girls wore pony tails, braids, and on rare occasions, curls. At the time of our father's demise, he was 58, mother was only 35, and our maternal grandmother was...

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Categories: wigs, family, hair,
Form: Narrative



Garden Wigs
The best wigs are on dandelions. Zig-zag leaves can make a crown. The lion is the yellow flower, and it will leave behind... a pom-pom for a clown. ...

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Categories: wigs, garden,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Pigs In Wigs
Petunia was a pink pig Most pigs are pink I think This pig spied a curly wig Floating in the sink I thought it was an animal One that was dead That lay drowning in the water Not a wig for a sows head Sows are female pigs, I think As far as I remember Lady pigs don't wear hats Maybe in cold December December can be very...

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Categories: wigs, 1st grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member I Have a Few Whys
I have a few whys that really bother me like why when it rains do I pee frequently? Why do some people enjoy wearing wigs? Why do some men act like pigs? Why don't cars have more of a buffer? Why do people have to suffer? Why do certain fabrics crinkle? Why does old skin have to wrinkle? Why doesn't a red head's...

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Categories: wigs, 1st grade,
Form: Light Verse



Autumn Wigs
Autumn burnishes furry heads, even we, who however scant our hair flourish in this wind-blown leafy. No room for stray gray wisps; our locks turn golden brown, crown our minds with crinkly laurels. Mr. Groundhog looks pretty spiffy in his cabbage leaf toupee, even the bent old lady who walks pell-mell in the Fall, the strewn and gusty, has sewn together a wig so big that it...

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Categories: wigs, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Women Wigs and Weaves
Weaves to women is like an aid Some they wear straight and some they braid Wigs are used for easy access They grab one quickly when their own hair's a mess Some women wear wigs and weaves To desire that look they want to achieve Women think men prefer long hair But to some men, it doesn't matter Some really don't care Wigs are...

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Categories: wigs, hair, women,
Form: Rhyme
She Wigs
SHE WIGS! -Dharga Nagar Safa Under the wig of MS wear, Hiding,MISS and MRS hair!...

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Categories: wigs, longing, lost, missing,
Form: Verse
Wigs
Wigs stolen from a city store … police comb the area...

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Categories: wigs, world,
Form: Senryu
Wigs
i have hair people do stare it needs care that am aware i just love to eat figs and love to wear WIGS...

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Categories: wigs, adventure, funny, growing up,
Form: Light Verse
Ladys and Wigs
some have long hair put it in the air or aware the men stare some really dig watch like pig some don't know it just a show it the LADY AND THE WIG...

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Categories: wigs, fantasy, natural disasters,
Form: Light Verse
Wigs
my hair is long and strong and its black but its wack hard to take care people stare to get to my gigs I WEAR A WIG...

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Categories: wigs, sad,
Form: Light Verse
The Three Little Wigs
White and powdered dressed in black coats ...

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Categories: wigs, allegory, life, men, political,
Form: Rhyme
Maybe When Pigs Can Wear Wigs
YEAH, MAYBE WHEN PIGS CAN WEAR WIGS You go and try speaking to them I’ll do my talking with my f-----g fist Make them want to open their inner jugular veins due to the day they became a lobbyist Hey, Grandma Jones can’t afford her meds because you dug into the deepest pocket And as for the subject of bribery...

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Categories: wigs, angst
Form: Monorhyme

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