what rhymes with scissors?

My hair once short
Is now quite long
It falls and moves
To the wind song
My hair once straight
Now waves and curls
I hate to say it
Like a girls
My hair is falling
In my eyes
It looks quite good
To my surprise
I think perhaps
It’s time to see
The woman who
Cuts hair for me
She’ll take one look
And purse her mouth
And say ‘hey girl’
Your hair’s moved south
It’s grown so long
You’ll have to pay
My work’s cut out
For me today
And then she’ll grab
Her scissors tight
And snip and cut
Until it’s right
My hair once more
Will stay in place
With no more curls
Around my face
No more wispy
No more long
No more dancing
To wind’s song
Short and straight
And all in place
Of the girly
No more trace

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