My Tonsorial Musings ©
Imagine there’s no shavin’
It is easy if we let
No blade to hurt us;
Below nose only hair
Imagine sir,my goatee growing downwards!
Imagine there’s no saloons
It isn’t hard to do-
Barbers can take something else
Hirstute or not, they can dye
Hair,- frizz it, wave or curl!
Imagine all the people living in salons, you
You may say I’m a dreamer
But what dreams may come colour
me red,- some day you’ll understand
And the world will be all fair
Imagine no more split ends
I wonder birds nest in peace
In a beard full fathom five!
My follicles all-in health
No more wringing of hands, sir
Imagine all the birds on perch trilling, you
You may say I’m a dreamer
But what dreams may come colour
me red,- some day you’ll understand
And the world will be all fair.
(Ack: downtown music publishing)
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