I walk into school,
I go over to my friend Izzy,
Who has a hood over her head.
I ask her what is wrong,
she doesn’t answer,
so I take off the hood myself,
To find,
CHEESE AND CRACKERS I YELL,
WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR¿¿¿
I lower my voice it looks like a man cut,
I say to her as she laughs.
And that is the poem of the man hair cut Izzy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wierd.this is kinda hurtful because my name is Izzy
I think so too