Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
My Barber - Poem by Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet
I look each day to find one.
‘What is that? ’ I hear you ask.
A good reliable Barber,
Who’ll cut my hair, as I ask.
It is not that I’m too fussy,
But a male Barber I do seek,
To give me a Cut and a Hairwash,
Today ~ not next week.
Popular barbers are busy,
You’ll have to sit long, and wait your turn.
Time spent waiting is useless,
For whilst waiting, my Fees I don’t earn.
I’ve gone to barbers bi-monthly,
Since living in London Town,
But, when I know I am suited,
That shop, I find, has closed down.
Thankfully now I am lucky,
At 10 St. Ann’s Terrace, he’s to be found,
A good one in St John’s Wood is he,
And for many years I hope he’ll be around.
© Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 7 April 2006
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