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  117.     

Short Hair

As I walked in the house
I viewed the short hair cut
Parted on the left
Flowing over your forehead

Front curled to the right
Tapered to the ears
Feather curl to a fade in the back
Showing your dragonfly tattoo on your neck

I starred, said Woo Wee babe
What a beautiful hair cut on you
The short hair cut with your beauty
Face accents and jewelry accessories
You created a work of art for me to admire
 
Charles Marshall

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  118.     

Eyes Of Blue

My heart gave a sudden sigh for those eyes of blue
more beautiful than the deep blue skies
It was love at first sight for this old fool

And how I loved her shiny blonde hair
just like her eyes her hair shined like the sun
she looked absolutely beautiful I had to stare

But then I stole a peek in her bathroom medicine chest
proof of blue tinted contacts and bottled blonde hair
I now wonder if her large bosoms are padding at best
 
John Gabriel

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  119.     

Silently She's Combing

Silently she's combing,
Combing her long hair
Silently and graciously,
With many a pretty air.

The sun is in the willow leaves
And on the dappled grass,
And still she's combing her long hair
Before the looking-glass.

I pray you, cease to comb out,
Comb out your long hair,
For I have heard of witchery
Under a pretty air,

That makes as one thing to the lover
Staying and going hence,
All fair, with many a pretty air
And many a negligence.
 
James Joyce

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  120.     

Laura Said It Wasn't Red

Look real quickly over there
The hottest girl with auburn hair
She's a beauty not a queen
Queens don't come in red and green

Redhead hot now it's your turn
She will make your fingers burn
Laura said, 'it isn't red!
' 'Auburn is it's shade instead'

Redheads quickly fog my glasses
Redheads have the hottest asses
Watch out for their terse replies
Redheads wise and cause demise

I loved Laura with hair not red
Then i begged her into bed
Laura's body was divine
The demise was mine all mine

Laura begged me into bed
Laura said her hair ain't red
Who am i to disagree?
She took my virginity
 
BEAU GOLDEN

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