Strip and Sell Rapunzel
by Rachel Hoyt
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Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
Give me your hair!
Mine's so lifeless and dull -
You will look fine bare.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
What can you do?
Few things we want to cull
Grow on top of you.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
It will grow back.
Sans vanity, the skull
Is a shining shack!
Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
This costs a lot.
Your suff'ring I can't mull
While my joy is bought.
© 2012
Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved
This poem is to help all remember where hair extensions come from
and the message one sends the world every time they buy one.
and the message one sends the world every time they buy one.
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