<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390653" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Hairdresser</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think his name was Carlo, or was it maybe Marlow, <br>He was as handsome, as he could possibly be, <br>I offered him my 'head' and mentally my 'bed', <br>I imagined perhaps he'd really fancy me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His fingers, long and slender, caressed my hair with tender<br>Manipulation, as he curled each strand, <br>His work was so artistic, my nerves were going ballistic, <br>My thoughts of 'frenzied passion' were being fanned.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His body was too near, and I hoped he couldn't hear<br>These thoughts that now, were whirling through my mind, <br>His hands were making quivers go down my spine, and shivers<br>Were finding places of another kind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He asked if I was elated, by the 'hair do' he had created, <br>And hoped I would come back again real soon, <br>I stood up in a trance, and without a second glance, <br>Turned from him, feeling like a proper 'goon'.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He must have been only twenty, and me with years a plenty, <br>How could I let my hormones overflow, <br>I'd come in for a 'hair do' and not a big 'affair do', <br>I'll have to quickly leave this status quo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ernestine+Northover">Ernestine Northover</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=390653" data-title="The Hairdresser de Ernestine Northover" data-description="I think his name was Carlo, or was it maybe Marlow, He was as handsome, as he could possibly be, I offered him my 'head' and mentally my 'bed', I imagined perhaps he'd really fancy me. His fingers, long and slender, caressed my hair with tende..."></div> </div> </div>

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