ivor or ivor.e hogg

Rookie (7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)

Gone But Not Forgotten. - Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

My father's bald and wears a wig
My older brother shaves his head
I wonder is it infra dig
Agreeing with what mother said.
About masculine vanity.
Women prefer a man with hair
Though they accept that it might be.
Only temporarily there.
The hair you run your fingers through
By middle age may disappear
The only thing that you can do.
Is stroke his ego not his hair.
He's still the man you chose to wed.
Although his hair has departed.

Wednesday,18 April 2012

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  • (4/19/2012 6:53:00 PM)

    At the barber shop I watched
    As the scissors snipped and groomed
    The ego and the plume
    Of the one sitting there
    In the jacked up-chair.

    A facial, mustache waxing
    As well as a shampooing
    Of the tresses
    No, this not your usual misses,
    It's one of those who has too much time to spend
    And considers the barber, his special friend.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012

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