Girls and Curls

For whatever reason chicks dig curly hair...

When I was a kid my mom used to get drunk up at the cottage and brush them all out into one great big round puff . Back in grade 8 my girlfriend told me the only reason she was going 'around' with me was because of my hair. Then in grade 11 my girlfriend's grandmother told me how lucky I was to have such beautiful curls. It happens all the time. But for 35 years I have maintained a very unhealthy hate/hate relationship with my lid. I've demanded the impossible from barbers and hairstylists. I've shaved my hair down, bleached it, dreaded it or simply covered it up. I've even cursed my mother and father for their tainted genes. But no more. It's time to embrace... to go with the 'fro. So the next time you see me, before you point and laugh, remember that those curls are who I am. Damnit.