My Hair

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one of my lighter poems, very childlike and humourous, kinda.

My Hair

A year ago it was to black
inky mess, it was a blast!
Black and tarred, like a racetrack
oh what color's my hair?

six months ago it was real blue
imagine that, i was blue too
it dyed to grey
to make my day
oh what color's my hair?

I bare my hair
for the world to share
twirl around, flip and flare
it's brightly pink like a steak to rare.
Oh what color's my hair?

I'll dye it green,
a nice green sheen
my hair's a rainbow
of color's i mean
oh oh what color's my hair?!?!
as long as it's special I dont care

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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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