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Black hair,
Blonde hair,
Brown hair,
And blue,
And nose rings,
And belly rings too,
Skinny jeans,
Baggy jeans,
Purple checkered and
Colored jeans too.
Looks and more looks
Are everywhere you look.
Their on TV
And in real life.
They are in church
And on the street.
We’re always concerned with our looks cuz they are all around.
They define
And punk
To preppy and
What you look like describes your personality.
But why?
If you where tight jeans why must you be skater?
Of if you wear your hair black,
Why must you be punk or Goth?
It is all just in our heads,
You can wear tight jeans and be Goth,
Or black hair and be prep,
Why are looks so defining?
Because we make them so.
Why do people do this?
Hell if I know.
It is all just a mirage.
None of its real.
So why are looks such a big deal?
Why do we try and make believe,
If you look like that then you must be this?
There is no point to this strange behavior.
So lets stop this lookism and just get to someone despite how they look.
BlackXWhiteFeathers Raven Mendez

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CCCC My real-life Indian Rapunzel and hairdo

D poem, its as long n epic as my sister's long hair ;)

My sis has long locks of hair that flow to the floor
Gosh, they get caught everywhere on hinges and door!

When tangled, her entire willowy frame gets entangled in it
and then she has to resort to her hairdressing kit.

Alas then she gets pretty confused how to do her hair
At times rendering her fed-up with all that conditioning care

Beauty needs patience to plait all that into a pigtail
Yet winking at a pφny's tail pic she ties her own ponytail.

For special occasions she would perm or curl her wavy lustrous locks
and then return it later to the straight bushy tail of a fox

From french plaits she next tried out other intricate braids
or she fixed her hair in the very latest craze

There are times when she got tired of it and thought of a haircut
Maybe it's easier to manage cropped hair, boy-cut or bob-cut.

Yet in her boudoir one day I found her in a bouffant hairdo
So many ways to do lφng hair that she ends up without a clue!

Ah it tumbles down in a pitch black luxuriant cascade
Her soft tufts don't end in split ends, rough bristles or blade

And gosh her fringe cut fervours too were only a passing fad
Eh and it's quite a task to trim long hair even if just a tad

And whenever her tresses tumbled down
to touch the passive floor
Overawed folks oohed and aahed
at the length it massive bore!

Ah unlike short hair, lφng hair tis hairstyle versatile
She can pull it back and twist it into a smooth knot called chignon
Plait it, braid it, comb it, pin it
or let it fly as the gentle breeze caresses her tresses
as it brushes, sweeps the lawn!

So even when struck with lassitude and bonnie lassie's done with hairdo fun
She shan't leave it to look lack-lustre, she'd roll it into a bun.

And sometimes I do catch her thanking God for her enviable tresses
for God whomsoever He wills with such rare blessings blesses!
S.zaynub Kamoonpuri

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A Girl With Hair Like Yours

A girl with hair like yours
Was standing on the bus
She hurled me back into
A sudden swirl of us
I couldn't push straight through
I couldn't turn away
We kissed down by the shore
In cold and salty spray

A girl with hair like yours
She turned on all the lights
She broke down all the doors
Invaded all my nights
She told me she was mine
then caught a flight to Spain
I danced around the gym
With you and Don McLean

A girl with hair like yours
Made everything less clear
I set sail for her shore
We walked down every street
She said she couldn't stay
She said she couldn't leave
then never said a word
Until we couldn't breathe

A girl with hair like yours
She soothed me ‘til I bled
We'd walk that extra mile
Wherever darkness led
We crossed the oceans wide
And flew too near the sun
I thought we'd reach the light
When you were twenty one

A girl with hair like yours
was electricity
She lit some ancient fuse
With nails and chemistry
She broke into my veins
And left my heart in flames
We burned in darkness when
Our love was innocent
We danced across the bay
While Harry Nilsson played

It wasn't so spectacular
Not blonde or black it's true
And neither this or that colour
Just curly brown and hanging down
It got me wanting you
jim hogg

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So Many Different Hairstyles

Braids, pigtails, buns,
So many different hairstyles.
Blondes, brunettes, redheads,
So many different colours.
Red, purple, orange,
So many different dyes.
Mohawks, buzz, mushroom,
So many different haircuts.
Bangs, trims, layers,
So many different hair fashions.
Curly, wavy, straight,
So many different hair types.
Short, medium, long,
So many different lengths.
Bald, thick, thin,
So many different hairs.

Gel, hairspray, mousse,
So many different hair glues.
Bobby pins, clips, pencils.
So many different accessories.
Scrunchies, hair bands, elastics,
So many different frills.
Straightener, curler, blow-dryer,
So many different electric devices,
Comb, brush, separator,
So many different appliances.
Janneke Tenvoorde

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