O sing a song of Britney Spears
Who took a pair of barber’s shears
And trimmed the hair above her ears
For reasons hard to say
With new tattoos upon her back
She launched her major hair attack
The scissor-blade went snicker-snack
And chopped it all away
We don’t know why she shaved her head
At least I’ve never heard it said
Perhaps the former Mrs Fed
Was having a bad day
But now the one-time Mouseketeer
Has only skin from ear to ear
The hair she used to hold so dear
Is selling on eBay.
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I'm not sure why I was so compelled to write a poem about this non-subject. I was going to do an essay on celebrities who get to be celebrities without much in the way of discernible talent, but this came out instead.
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