Ode to the Hair Claw Clip

To the claws that clasp my hair,

Unable am I, to keep it together- if it weren't for you;

To the claws that become my designer,

Granted am I, a comment to bother - if it weren't for you;

To the claws that give me style,

Troubled am I, with confidence shorter - if it weren't for you;

To the claws that become my support,

Sticky am I, exercise hair lather - if it weren't for you;

To the claws that become my friend,

Falling am I, failing my power - if it weren't for you;

To the teeth and the claws that clipped on,

Never am I, leaving home without you.