Wednesday, November 21, 2007

HAIR

My hair is a noodle you can drink it like soup.
It dances and prances until it gets all tangled up.
Then I have untangle it to put it in jail for robbing my brain,
And running away.

It bounced off my head.
Then got on a bus and rode away to.......
SANDY HAIR GO.

He went for a surf and then for a swim.
Then he got so tired that.
He rode all the way home.

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