The Barber Room. Poem by Tracy Sullivan

The chairs are empty at the start of day,
But we all start the day that way.
They ring us up to book their time..
Some with Kelly and some are mine.



Kelly does the guys cuts best,
Them coming back is her greatest test.
Her regulars come, sit and chat,
She cuts their hair as quick as that.
For her memory is as sharp as blades,
And a very quick hand.. She is with grades.



Charlotte changes a females look,
From a clients idea or from a book.
Some come with short and go out long,
As she's so good and can't go wrong.
Extensions are done in such a way,
Real.. Or not, you couldn't say.


So come on here to the 'Barbers Room'
as we'd like to see you very soon.
Colours, cuts, blow dries too,
What ever you'd like done for you.
Crazy cuts with styles to shock,
We do them all.... But make you rock.