Your scrunchies, oh so neat,
Cling tightly to your hair so sweet.
In shades of pink, blue, and green,
Your scrunchies are the prettiest I've seen.
They hold your ponytail high,
And keep your hair out of your eyes.
You wear them here and wear them there,
Your scrunchies go with everything you wear.
You love to wear them day or night,
And keep them safe tucked in your sight.
For they are your favorite hair accessory,
Your scrunchies are a true delight.
You left, But your scrunchies
Still lying in my bag.
Dont worry, will get over it one day,
Just a little more time it gonna take.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem