Mrs. Donna Jean Godchaux, How, oh how, does your hair grow? “A hundred strokes of brush and then, Another hundred strokes again. Flaxseed oil, shampoos of beer, (I only cut it once a year.) I simonize and wash and dry, And when the moon’s full in the sky, I sacrifice a virgin fair, For Sassoon! … Continue reading A Terrible Poem About Wonderful Hair