A twizzler, half-eaten, sitting on a chair

Is better than finding a pile of hair.


Strange things my students do–

Oh, do I have stories for you.


I once had a student, Michael M.,

Who questioned all students, asking ‘em,


“Can I have just one of your hairs?”

For him, each peer plucked out one of theirs.


Curly and straight, blonde and brown:

The hairs in his hand caused me to frown.


“Michael, this is weird,” I said,

“Taking hairs from your peers’ heads…”


He looked at me like a deer in the headlights.

Then he threw them away to avoid any fights.


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