- Vol. 07
- Chapter 12
Image by Jemima Muir
Will You Comb Your Hair?
Will you, won’t you, will you comb your hair?
My legs may be spindly
My arms maybe blue
But I bet my hair shiny all the way through!
Will you, won’t you, will you comb your hair?
My knees maybe bendy
My boots maybe striped
But I bet you could do it too, am I right?
Will you, won’t you, will you comb your hair?
My toes maybe turned up
My fingers maybe wide
But I bet your hair is shiny on the inside!
Will you, won’t you, will you comb your hair?
My eyes maybe narrow
My ears maybe wide
But I bet if you would comb it
Wash it and trim it
You would see I never lied!