Once upon a time
My hair was fine
A little too longish
But otherwise quite kind
But one fine day my fingers got itchy
I wanted a pair of scissors to get snippy snippy
I popped by a salon without much thought
Hoping they would make my hair look more hot
I said give me my bangs back!
No give me more!
The gay hairdresser looked at me in horr’r
He said well okay I’ll comb more from the back
And with those faithful words he started to hack
Woe is me!
I have to pay the price
Of not listening to my hairdressers advice
I look like a mushroom!
A mushroom indeed
I can only pray that my hair grows with much speed
