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This is my Hair and Fire Poem. This Poem says how these two things are alike.



Hair and Fire

Has an attitude of its own

Much like a volcano that explodes

Untamed and wild,

Beautiful and scary

It can be red or brown

Maybe blonde, Short or long,

Blasting and burning, always moving

Its different and unique, some times hot, sometimes messy

A child who doesn’t follow the rules and plays with matches,

The ground will burn and mess is made

All just in the name of a new day

A new hairstyle has begun today.




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