Ode to the Bobby Pin

Tiny, bent-up metal
With your squiggly shape
'Tis certain that you hold my hair
much better than duct tape

From drill team to formals
you've been there for me
You even matched my hair
when I went red-head to blondie!

Now, you see, dear, bobby
You haven't always been in my use
But when suggested for a performance
You were an offer I couldn't refuse

But, it may seem weird today
That you are suddenly my need
But Bobby Pin, I really admit
You are the finest of the pin breed!