Ponytail Girl
Ponytail girl, twirl your hair
So that all may know
Your shiny flair.
Ponytail girl, you don't care
That people always question
How you wear that hair.
Ponytail girl, may I ask?
If your hair were any other way,
Would it be like a mask?
Ponytail girl,
I'd just like to say,
I hope you wear that hair
Just as proudly each day.
poem by Amelia Patterson
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Your Poneytail
I really like your ponytail
Does that mean you're a horse's ass?
Did you have to cut it, when in jail?
I really like your ponytail
Do you wash it without fail?
It really adds so much class
I really like your ponytail
Does that mean you're a horse's ass?
Triolet Structured Poem
poem by J.B. LeBuert
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Luna, Come Out and Play
Luna, come out and play;
We’ll do everything like yesterday,
We’ll bike ride down twisting streets
Of the neighborhood.
I would always let you take the lead
In order to gaze at your shimmering ponytail.
Every slight bounce and charming sway
Felt like love.
I often wondered then
If we were not more than best friends?
In July, we would drink
Your mother’s lemonade
And get sun burnt by the pool;
I had to laugh at your kid brother
Who considered me such a fool
For never letting you out of my sight.
Meet me at the library,
We’ll sit out front on the soft grass.
Wear your summer shorts and sandals.
I don’t care who’s watching,
I’ll kiss your ankles until I’m high and dreaming.
Then I’ll walk you home;
And if you let me in,
We’ll play Sinatra,
I’ll lose my hands in your hair.
As we embrace, I’ll pull your hair
Back into that ponytail,
And I swear, we’ll be sixteen again.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Hairbrush
how i wish my fingers were the bristles
or my breath were the wind when it whistles
thru your hair, thru your hair
i wish you'd hold me in your hands
and let me skate thru all the strands
of your hair, of your hair
i could style it anyway you like it
i could brush it straight or even spike it
au contraire! au contraire!
or i would wait patiently in my box
until next i would comb the locks
of your hair, of your hair
i would braid it tight, tousle, and tease!
or pull it back in a ponytail, if you please;
if you dare, if you dare
how often is it a man confesses
that he wish to run barefoot thru the tresses
of your hair, of your hair?
you may think me a little touch'd
but can i tell you just how much
i hate your hairbrush?
this obsession may be zealous
but can i tell you just how jealous
i am of your hairbrush? !
poem by Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler
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I don't really like dressing up. Some people probably think actresses dress up everywhere they go. I'm in sweatpants half the time with my hair in a ponytail.
quote by Selena Gomez
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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angry
' why are you so angry, ' the girl with the red hair asked me.
'why are YOU so angry, girl with the red hair'
'That's not important were here to talk about you.'
'Could you quit calling me that? '
'NO'
'I wasn't asking'
'But I was telling ya, girl with the red hair'
'lets get back to your anger'
'But i thought we were talking about your anger, so what makes you angry, ms'
'what makes you.angry, girl with the red hair? '
'you calling me that name what name, Girl with the red hair? '
'yes'
'why does it make you angry, girl with the red hair? '
'because all my life people have picked on me because of my RED HAIR.'
'O, well sorry to hear that'
'yeah'
'Well now that we atlked about your anger lets talk about mine...'
poem by Ke'Love Moss
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For years I had my hair parted down the middle in a ponytail, tucked down around the sides... Well, I went and cut the bangs, and I've been wearing them ever since. They say it's my trademark.
quote by Bettie Page
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The Ponytail Poet
I’ve written many poems
Following the variously scattered and tattered
Paths of my life and thoughts.
I’ve tried to chronicle
Hopeful afternoon smiles
And lonely midnight tears;
I’ve tried to confront lingering ghosts
And banish fears.
I’ve written of childhood friends
And reciting prayers for little cats;
I’ve put together words
From conversations I’ve heard
About love affairs and simple cares
Like the current price for apples.
I’ve tried to find phrases
That instill bakery smells
And the joy of a summery day.
But if I could refine my skills
To describe more precisely
The fleeting moment of delicate beauty,
If I was immensely a greater poet,
I would write of nothing more
Than once having seen your hair
In the most exquisitely adorable ponytail
That has ever existed,
And everybody would call me
The ponytail poet.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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I Want A Little Girl
By murray mencher & billy moll
I want a little girl, call my own.
She must be someone whos all alone now.
Say, I want a little girl to fall in love with me, oh yeah.
I want a little girl, but she may not look
Just like a picture in a story book.
If she can cook chicken, yeah, shell suit me to a t.
And she dont have to wave her hair
Or even wear fancy clothes, I wouldnt even care.
She dont wear nylon hose, oh.
I want a little girl to love a lot.
You know that Id give her everything I got.
I want a little girl to fall in love with me.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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What It Feels Like For A Girl
(Spoken:)
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
'Cause it's OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you'd love to know what it's like
Wouldn't you
What it feels like for a girl
Silky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy
song performed by by Madonna from Music
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I'm this kinda girl...........
I’m this kinnda girl
Current mood: adored
I'm the girl who will put her head on your shoulder, not because she's sleepy, but because she wants to be closer to you...
I'm the girl who likes to be kissed under the stars, more than inside your bedroom or in a expensive resturant...
I'm the girl who holds your hand and plays with it....
I'm the girl who doesn't mind you playing with her hair....
I'm the girl who stares into your eyes looking for a reason what you see in me.......
I'm the girl who loves to end a hug with a kiss...
I'm the girl who will take care of you when you are sick...
I'm the girl who you can talk to you about anything...
I'm the girl who laughs at your jokes...
I'm the girl who will have many inside jokes with you and remember each one...
I'm the girl who will brag about you to all of my friends...
I'm the girl who will listen to you talk...
I'm the girl who remembers how and when we first met.......
I'm the girl who loves to hear you sing, even if you horrible....
I'm the girl who promises to never leave, and keeps it......
I'm the girl who loves when you hug me for no apparent reason...
I'm the girl who loves it when you hug me from behind or kiss me on the forehead....
I'm the girl who loves you for you; and doesn't care what other people say about us...
I'm the girl who will love you unconditionally for the rest of your life...
Dark Little Goth Girl
Dark Little Goth Girl
What have you become?
You used to be so strong
But now you get pushed around
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why do you cry so much when you're alone?
You used to like the darkness so much when you were at home
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why did you fall in love?
You used to be so beautiful with your hair black as night
But now look at it- brown in the shadows and red in the daylight
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why don't you wear black anymore?
You used to look so marble with your skin so pale
I can't look at what you call color now
Dark Little Goth Girl
Where did you go?
Now i can't stand this girl who's going to all your shows
Dark Little Goth Girl
Please come back
I don't like this girl with glitter on her bag
Dark Little Goth Girl
poem by Shaughnessy Turner
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For Ariana Campbell
just a girl
blue glass windows
for a dizzy world
catching sun
in her hair
running
without fear
without care
little girl
with sapphire dreams
sunlight ribbons
in her hair
kisses for mother
kisses for father
hands for holding
to soothe all fears
precious girl
your day will come
to dance like lilies
under the sun
dreaming like kittens
and sugarcane tongues
my darling girl
your day will come
poem by Alexandre Arnau
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Fay and You and The Fading Bruise
Fay met you
at the bus stop
on the New Kent Road
she was dressed
in the lemon coloured dress
you liked
and her hair
was pulled tight
into a ponytail
where are you going?
she asked
to the Globe
you said
what Shakespeare's Globe?
she asked
no the fleapit cinema
at Camberwell Green
you replied
oh
she said
I've never been there
my daddy doesn't like
me going to cinemas
he says they're
dens of sin
she looked at you
as if you would confirm
her father's words
well it's certainly a den
you stated
but whether its
of sin I don't know
she looked puzzled
and touched
her ponytail
with her hand
are you coming along?
you asked
she looked about
as if her father
might be behind her
should I?
she asked
do you want to?
yes
she replied
then let's go
but I haven't any money
she said
I have enough
you said
my Mother gave me money
for chores I did
oh I see
she muttered
and she bit her lip
what would my daddy say
if he saw me?
he won't
how can you be so sure?
trust me
you said
fathers know little
of what their kids do
she smiled
if you think so
she said
sure I do
besides it'll
do you good
you said
giving her a smile
and then the bus came
and you both got on
and sat next
to each other
and you paid
the bus conductor
the fare
and as the bus
moved off
you both swayed
to the motion
of the bus
her arm touching yours
the fading bruise
on her flesh
a mixture of yellow
and brown
and blue
but you said nothing
besides you thought
if her old man
beats her
what the hell
can I do?
poem by Terry Collett
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Make Me Beautiful
Girl, I need my hair 'did'
I'll be over at 5
You are late
you kow I needed you
to put this Lace Front in
Did you bring glue and scissors
and Don't be messing up my hair
I spent alot of money
to make me Beautiful
Girl, I need my hair twisted
you know like Dreds
I need it done now,
how long do you think it will be
I don't have all day
and I'm hungry too
Girl,
let me go get some Chinese food
while you working on my hair.
Girl, I need you to come with me
to the hair store
How many wigs you gonna try on,
I want a long pony tail
down my back, with no curls
and I need some gel,
some hair pins too.
I put my perm in so hook me up
you hear!
Girl, its me, what you doing
I need to borrow a wig for tonight
I got a date and I 'need' to look good
I want my Do to look beautiful like
yours,
But Tonight,
Make Me Beautiful, like Beyonce
My nails, my nails
got to have them done too
let me see the colors
designs you have
I'm planning on looking good like her tonight
got me one of those push up bras
and that girdle that, make you 3 sizes smaller
I am going out tonight,
I'm gonna find me a man
and I just want you to,
Make Me Beautiful,
Girl, it's gonna be on! .
(Written By LadyAdrienne)
poem by Adrienne Clark Strachn
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The Girl With
it all, is standing by the coffee machine,
she is straightening her perfect hair
the girl with it all is checking her diary
& I'm nowhere near it
the girl with it all is fixing her make up,
It was fine just twenty minutes ago,
the girl with it all is tired of being asked out on dates,
the girl with it all wants more
But the girl with it all will grow up before long
and her looks may soon fade away
she can't rely on a grin & a wink
tomorrow will no doubt become today
The girl with it all is pushing a pram,
the girl with it all is on welfare
the girl with it all just about remembers
a previous life of devil may care
poem by Jason Jackson
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I will always be that girl
I will always be the girl who laughs at yesterdays jokes.
Who prances around and never gloats.
The one girl you never see cry.
Cuz another girl stole her guy.
The one girl who is full of cheer.
That one girl who may seem alittle weird.
I will always be remembered as the girl who smiled.
Whos temper was untamed and hair flew wild.
Because that girl will never cry.
The one whos smile will never die.
I will always be that girl.
Who smiles in her perfect world.
poem by Silence Dogood
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Seaview Blues.
She stares out at the sea and you
Sit just behind taking in her green
Bikini and her brown hair tied back
In a ponytail and she says he drowned
One night out there someplace stupidly
Drunk after his stag party and hey they
Said hey why don’t walk out in the sea
And so he did and drowned and they
Just stood watching laughing thinking
He was waving out there but he was going
Down once twice thrice and then gone out
Of sight and then she is silent and you say
Nothing because you have no words to put
To the tragic tale and as you sit and stare
Taking in her cute butt and lovely curves
And tied back hair you think but do not
Say I’m glad I didn’t drown out there.
poem by Terry Collett
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Not That Kind Of Girl
Im not that kind of girl who thinks I can change the world
With just a simple twirl of my hair
Ill never break your heart, tear your soul apart
With just a simple spark from my stare
Wont go playing with your insides
Take your wallet for its big size
Wont be suckered in by those foolish games
1:
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Oh, oh, Im not that kind of girl
Im not that of girl who think you can rule my world
With just a simple wave of your hand
So dont you push me down, or start to play around
Cause when you see me frown, just beware
Dont go playing with my insides
Tell me stories, tell me big lies
Wont be taken in by those silly games
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Come on, come on
Yo, tell me vc, what kind of girl are you?
Let me know
Im not the kind of girl to make you lose your mind
I wanna be the kind of girl youll never leave behind
Youre gonna take it, never fake it, you know youll see
That Im just the kind of girl I always wanted to be
Im not that kind of girl, Im not that kind of girl
Im not that kind of girl
I like your kind of girl, I like that kind of girl
I like your kind of girl
Im not that kind of girl
I like your kind of girl, I like all kinds of girls
I like your kind of girl
Im not that kind of girl
song performed by by Vitamin C
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The Girl That I Marry
Charted by frank at # 11 in 1946
Charted by eddy howard at # 23 in 1947
The girl that I marry will have to be
As soft and as pink as a nursery
The girl I call my own
Will wear satins and laces and smell of cologne
Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,
Shell wear a gardenia and Ill be there
'stead of flittin, Ill be sittin
Next to her and shell purr like a kitten
A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be
Her nails will be polished and, in her hair,
Shell wear a gardenia and Ill be there
'stead of flittin, Ill be sittin
Next to her and shell purr like a kitten
A doll I can carry, the girl that I marry must be
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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Factory Girl
Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair
Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere
We get buses everywhere
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat
Waiting for a girl who wears scarves instead of hats
Her zipper's broken down the back
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights
Waiting for a girl we get drunk on Friday night
She's a sight for sore eyes
Waiting for a factory girl
Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress
Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet
She ain't come out yet
Waiting for a factory girl
song performed by by Rolling Stones from Beggars Banquet
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