Hair Hair Everywhere...A NiaG Poem

Hairy back hairy thighs

Its all so overwhelming for the eyes

Hairs in your ears coming out your nose

Nothing you can do about it I suppose

Where does the hair come from why doesn't it go

What will you do with it if it continues to grow

Shave it, burn it, tie it in a not

Braid it, comb it what else you got

Makes a great sweater, pillow or vest

There's plenty you can do with it, I guess

I feel so bad for those cursed with it

It's only natural so maybe it is I who should get over it

I can't get past it what is wrong with me

I would want someone to love me if my hair roamed free