“Couth, kempt and shevelled.”

“I know a little man both ept and ert.
An intro-? extro-? No, he's just a vert.
Sheveled and couth and kempt, pecunious, ane,
His image trudes upon the ceptive brain.

When life turns sipid and the mind is traught,
The spirit soars as I would sist it ought.
Chalantly then, like any gainly goof,
My digent self is sertive, choate, loof.”

David McCord (1897–1997) American writer

"Gloss"

“My looks had gone from well-kempt cheerleader to apocalyptic disasterpiece.”

Kresley Cole American writer

Source: Poison Princess

“I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.”

Ogden Nash (1902–1971) American poet

"My Dream" in You Can't Get There from Here (1957)

“Als thai haf wryten and sayd
Haf I alle in myn Inglis layd,
In symple speche as I couthe,
That is lightest in mannes mouthe.
I mad noght for no disours,
Ne for no seggers, no harpours,
Bot for the luf of symple men
That strange Inglis can not ken.”

Robert Mannyng (1275–1338) English chronicler

Chronicle, line 71.