short hair
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A haircut
It all started with a haircut
seems kinda stupid
But there it is
Pleasant smiles
Suddenly became confused glares
Bald isn't a curse!
Hair seems to be the epitome of beauty
Keeping it kept up seems to be a woman's duty
Keep it long keep it thick
Edges laid edges slicked
Outside yea its brick
Mariah
Sure, that's me.
That is my name.
The first thing people see.
But when they let themselves in,
And pass through the door,
When they find themselves inside,
But not finding what for,
