Some have it short, others long, It tends to help some be strong, Wehn yu walk it moves like a ping pong, It could hit others like King Kong, Not on purpose that would be wrong. The colors come is different shades, Some real light, others as black as spades. Worn loose, in a bun, then in braids, It gets colored when it fades. It could be fine, medium, or thick, You can shake it like a stick, But don't burn it as a wick. For the style one can pick, When it doesn't obey give it a kick, If you don't feel good it makes you sick, Then if you feel fine, you can fix it quick. For they pray it will not fray, So at the end of the day, It don't look like hay, No one wants to do it over again and pay. Kathy Jensen Copyright ©2003 Kathy Jensen