Hairs Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hairs

Hey, Lady in red hair
-slow down, let's converse.

Tell me if it is right
-or rumour is all false?

They say you are hotter
-both out and in the bed.

Please be frank and be honest,
-can such words be correct?

I have had many girls
-but like you, one, single.

Then I thought she was an exception
-with excess adolescence!
-Always asked and wanted even when on the way,
-seemed to be break-less
-in the bus she ignored the people; was shameless!

Let us sit at table
-behave well, serve liquors.

Yours, order, idea
Rest is mine! ! !

Can you be like blondes?
-with the hair very soft
-on pillow and by touch,
-which is mess when fall off,
-always needs cleanup!

Asked friends for reason
-they laughed loud and answered:
- "Their heads are full of air! "

Right or wrong, this is said;
-What about the red heads?

Is rumour wrong, or right?