Explore "Combing & Curling" by Gelett Burgess on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
_When your mother combs your hair,_ / _Here's a rhyme for you to say: _ / _If you try it, I declare,_ / _It will take the snarls away! _
In the ocean of my hair, / Many little waves are there; / Make the comb, a little boat, / Over all the billows float; / Sail the rough and tangled tide / Till it's smooth on every side, / Till, like other little girls, / I've a sea of wavy curls!