My ponytail, once smooth & sleek
Has fallen prey to children: Three.
Now exhausted, but not quite worse for the wear;
My ponytail is messy—
And smells like love.
My ponytail, once smooth & sleek
Has fallen prey to children: Three.
Now exhausted, but not quite worse for the wear;
My ponytail is messy—
And smells like love.
Very cute.
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