''Rights for hair, rights for hair!
Freedom from this torture,
This is far from fair!
WE WANT RIGHTS FOR HAIR!
We will not abide anymore,
We won't do as we're told.
You can't move us with vile contraptions,
We'll stand tall and bold.''
''You're my property!
To me you shall bow down.
No democracy, this is dictatorship,
Now straighten, I look like a clown!''
''We'll go on hunger strike,
We won't take the harsh shampoo.
We'll go limp and lifeless,
What are you gonna do?''
''What do you think you're doing?!
Your humiliating yourself and me.
I am not for turning,
You know these products aren't free!''
''You can't change who we are!
We're never gonna be poker straight.
Accept it, this is me,
Save us the pain and hate.''
''Fine, I'll go out like a poodle.
But you've such potential, it's a sad loss.
But tomorrow we're going to the hairdressers,
You'll be shown who's boss.''
''Rights for hair, rights for hair!
Freedom from this torture,
It is far from fair!
WE WANT RIGHTS FOR HAIR!''
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