Remember that girl with the really really long hair? On the window ledge she just sat and stared. The view of a lush vibrant valley lay vastly below, covered by her unkempt, unbrushed, unruly hair which was absolutely, positively everywhere.

Mountains of her manky matted mangled mane, entwined and entangled into nasty natty knotted dreadlocks, running wild in the fields below, could be seen from her window.

The girl with the real long hair just sat and stared, without a care, while many maidens removed random objects from her really, really long long hair. A dining room chair was in her hair which they removed with care. But it wasn't just one! There were two! A matching pair of dining room chairs!

All caught up in her platt, there were lots of cool hats still on a hat rack. A maiden screamed seeing several dead rats inside some of the hats, when out ran a fat furry cat, wearing a tophat!

A muffled Moo could be heard! Not just from one cow but the whole herd! On the window ledge, without a care, she just sat and stared as maidens guided them from her hair.

There were faint distant cries for help from the forest beyond. The handsome prince and his men were all getting squished onto gigantic rocks by her long luscious locks.

A village of gnomes were joyfully roving in the valley below. They used her hair for shelter and fluffy pillows. The gnomes were all happy and gay until a giant comb brushed them all away!

On the window ledge, without a care, she just sat and stared. 'There's a bear trapped over there under that huge mount of hair!' a maiden did swear.

The bear grumbled, 'Ummm excuse me? Did you just say Bear? Maiden don't just stare! Cut it all off and get me the hell out of Hair/Here!'

The girl finally smiled as the last tangle was cut free, revealing a vibrant valley below unhindered by her sprawling hair. The maidens cheered, the bear bounded off, and peace returned to the land. The end.