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Straight Hair Post by :indycine Category :Poems Author :Mary Carolyn Davies Date :October 2011 Read :2489

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Straight Hair

I wish my hair would curl!
There isn't any other little girl
With hair as straight as mine!
I try to twine
It round my finger, so;
But oh,
It just won't grow
That way, no matter how I twist and whirl
And coax it!--If, to-night,
I wish upon a star that it would curl--
Oh, then, to-morrow--do you think it might?

(The end)
Mary Carolyn Davies's poem: Straight Hair

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