Charlie can’t sit real still
She can’t handle the comb
Pulling out her little hair
But I can’t either, still.
Why do folks even care?
Little girl don’t like the time
It takes to get things straight.
Pulling out her shiny hair is
Just not her favorite pastime.
No need to feel embarrassed
About that.
Yes, she don’t like that big old chair
Can’t stand the old hard back-
Breaking little bones, little shoulders-
And pulling out her dark black hair.
Can someone please just hold her?
Please, sometimes?
Little girl is crying there
She just can’t much understand-
Just can’t stand that mean old brush
Pulling out her pretty, pretty hair.
Why do mornings hurt so much?
Every one.
But Mommy’s found a trick
To settle her little baby down-
Just a little patience, a little smile,
A little girl with a cheese stick,
And before you know it,
Little Charlie’s got her own
Pretty little ponytails.
For Charlotte and some other little girls I know
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