LONGHAIRS® Annual Christmas  Poem

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Happy Holidays, To All And Yours…

“THE LONGHAIRS® Annual Christmas  Poem….”
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(*AHEM*) DO scroll….
“And a very Very Hairy Christmas to All…”

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‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a longhair was stirring, not one non-salon mouse;
The hairnets were hung by the chimney with care,
Hoping for Longhairs products to grow great long hair;
 
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Little long hairs were nestled snug in their beds,
While visions of VERY long haired dance in their heads;
Those with braids and those in night hat,
On Satin pillows for a LONG winter’s nap,

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Then out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed, to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
I tore open the shutters and pushed my hair from my lash….
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Planet of Longhairs, adust with new-fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day, to objects below.
When, peering through my locks should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,
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So Handsome, the driver, so longhaired and slick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
All silver and white, his luxurious mane,
And he whistled, and shouted, called reindeer by name;

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Now, THRASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and FIXIN!
On, COMBIT! on COOLLID! on, LONGER and no SPLIT-ZENS!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now for hairs longer! And longer! And longer for all!

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As long hair before the wild hairdryer fly,
He has not a tangle, on Longhairs’ stuff they do rely,
His hair over house-tops, swirled silver it blew,
Longhairs Blisstips ends oil on the tips for St. Nicholas too.
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And then, in a twinkling, has a yearly trim on the roof,
Rein-deer prancing and pawing and trying to make her goof.
Comb in her hand, and a full moon that’s round,
….I shaped old St Nick’s hair without making a sound.

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He was dressed in red and fun-fur, from his head to his boot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
I said about the bundle he had flung on his back,
“Be careful not to get your silken  tresses stuck, neath straps of this pack.”

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His eyes — how they twinkled! His hair did now shine!
His cheeks were like roses, his blush like red wine!

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His hair ’round his mouth was whiter than snow,
Both Hair and his Beard had that Longhairs® glow;


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The stump of a pipe he still held tight in his teeth,
While I lifted his hair and trimmed  underneath;

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He had a broad face and hair to his belly,
He smiled and he laughed, and then you could tell he
looked fit trimmed and breezy, such a polished old elf,
I felt proud when I saw him, in spite of myself.

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A twink of his eye, a shine on his tresses, the beard and his on his head,
By the time he visits the Carribbean, ’twill be Natty Dread!

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He shook his head, cuz it went straight in his way,
Then filled all the hairnets; With Longhairs Products (YAY!)
Hair out of his eyes and out of his nose,
A silver blur with red, up the chimney he rose;

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As he sprang to his sleigh, The ladies do whistle,
Like sound of long hair, through some natural bristle.
Then I heard him exclaim, wow ! (he LOOKED great!!…out of sight;-)
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL,
AND A LONGHAIRED GOOD-NIGHT!

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Best in Warmth and Wishes for the Season, Have a Happy New Year

From:

Long and Growing Hair’s staff, and

Louise Marie Longhairs

 

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