The barber shop

If you go down to the barbers shop you better not go alone.
They’ll have you sitting there for hours on end,
Whilst they chat on the phone.

Beware, prepare, they will not spare.
Your dreads, your braids, or afro hair.

The funny thing is the more you go
It seems pointless.

“Let me break it down for you sir.”

So you’ve decided to continue going
They say to you, “Sir what will it be?”
“A Michael Jackson a BA Baracass,
Or just very neat and tidy.”

You decide to be extremely cautious
And go for a number 3
But after the cut you put on your hat
Run home and cry into your tea.

“How could they have done this thing to me?
All I asked for was a number 3.”
But little did you know, He’d been at a show
Last night with his number 1 Sister Dee.

So what is the moral to this story.
Well I’m glad you decided to ask.
Next time you go to the barbers shop.
Make sure you take a mask.
And flask
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Thank you