Evil Hair

There was a girl with Evil Hair

Who Gave everyone quit a scare

Sometimes it tapped folks on the back

Sometimes a buttocks it would whack

When it did this the girl would giggle

Shake her body around with a wiggle

The Hair and her were friends you see

They played together gleefully

The hair would dance as she would sing

She would chirp it’d flap like wings

Together they were quit the pair

With others though it was Evil Hair

It liked to pick it liked to poke

Noone thought it was a joke

Everyone got really afraid

It whipped people when put in braids

One day the girls mom had enough

She would be brave and tough

But when she pulled out the shears

The girl screamed and begged with tears

"My hair is my only friend"

But mom was firm and would not bend

Did mom really think the hair wouldnt fight?

Try to stay attached with all it’s might

The hair stood itself straight out

And hence began this epic bout

Mom went towards the girls head

The hair pushed her unto the bed

As Mom was triying again to stand

The hair knocked the shears right out of her hand

Mom leaped to try and fetch them

Landing too far away when

The hair grabbed a hold of her feet

Put her out the window and into the street

Mom heard the sound of a lock switch

And shouted out “Hair you Evil Witch”

Defeated frustrated and angry

Mom sat down and cried Huge loud wails

Hearing this the girl put the hair in pigtails

Walked over and picked up the shears

Then said “I can’t hear my mom cry such tears”

The girl held her breath, closed her eyes and snipped

Went outside where mom saw her and flipped

“What happened to your Evil Hair honey?”

The girl replied “It made you cry and that’s not funny!”