He cut his locks
His locks of shining blue
No parent or teacher in all of his life
Approved of his locks of shining light blue
Uniqueness is healthy
Apparently not
If your locks are of shining blue
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4 comments:
I love the meaning of this piece and can clearly see your thoughts and ideas in it. Well done!
It is very good. Kind of sad how no one ever admired his hair.
Very good. I've never thought to use the word "locks" in any of my writing!
Hahaha. I thought this was very funny. Perhaps I misunderstood as the other comments took it very seriously. I can see the serious message also. I like how this poem is able to be interpreted in different ways.
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