Curls It happens that way in the world With everything you see. Some people have their hair all curl'd, Some straight as straight can be. It is a Mystery. Yes, some have hair that waves and clings, And does all kinds of curly things;-- And some not ever, till they Die. And nobody knows Why.... And some,--already born with Curls, Some of them are not even Girls! * * * * * I always think,--of Curly Hair, It looks as if the Curls came there The way I hum around a song More things than really do belong. The happier I feel, the more I sing, I never heard before! I curl more music round the Air, The way it looks with Curly Hair. [Envoi] But you may sing all day, you know; You cannot really make it grow. And you may know it is Not Fair; But that won't give you Curly Hair. |
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