Bad Hair Day Rap

by Bruce Lansky
I went to my barber
and sat in his chair.
I asked him politely
to cut off some hair.


I must have dozed off when
he started to cut.
When I woke up my head
was as bald as my butt.


When you go to the barber
do not take a nap.
Or you’ll have to cover
your head with a cap.


Text © Bruce Lansky, published by Meadowbrook Press.

Illustration © Stephen Carpenter.

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