Please
comb my hair
You
always take your time
You
always take such care
You
moke me sit on a cushion
Between
your knees
You
rub a little coconut oil
Parting
my hair as gentle as a breeze
Mummy
mummy
She's
always In a hurry-hurry
She
pulls my hair
Sometimes
she tugs
But
granny...
You
have all the time in the world
And
when you've finished
You
always turn my head and say
'Now
who's a nice girl?'
----Grace
Nichols
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