Hair: A Poem

Life is a whirlwind of moments and choices and I am a girl inside of it.

I am a Girl. Therefore, I will learn to Curl

My Hair. I will take nine pictures of it.

I will nod as the Girl shows me how to Curl my Hair but

when I try it myself I

Will Fail, but I will at least have the picture to

Show. See look? One time my hair curled.

Now onto pearls.

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