Draft #1
Snip, snip went the scissors,
her brown short locks
falling to the floor.
Snip, snip went the scissors
next on my blond hair long
joining hers on the linoleum.
Standing side by side,
we watched the hairdresser
sweep up the pieces of our hair
to mingle together for all eternity
in the floor vacuum of her salon.
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