I Dread Locks Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

I Dread Locks



Human faults
made by God.

Head of hair
for half a life
then an heir
to none on head?
I want bald armpits
instead
as I'm fed up
with sweaty hair
there.

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George BernardBloodyShaw

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