My hair is so long,
Sometimes, I wonder why,
I do not cut it shorter…
Then, I see the tie.
There is no greater treasure,
Besides my eyes and nose and feet,
Then shaking my hair all around
And watching the ends meet.
A ponytail here.
A braid is there.
My hair is absolutely everywhere!
And though short would be cute,
And long is a hassle,
I love my dear hair,
Especially when it looks like a castle.