'' You've Gone Grey '' Poem by Bri Mar

Has the truth dawned?
Are we men being conned,
Are any of them blonde,
Who's to say.

I'd not take a bet,
Are they really brunette?
Don't say just yet,
No way.

Is that really black,
Of truth there's a lack
I'm starting to crack,
Such dismay.

Is that natural white,
Did you do it for spite,
Or is it the light,
Nice display.

Is That mousy brown?
That covers your frown,
You've went to town,
Does it pay.

Is that truly red,
On the top of your head,
Am I being led,
I'll survey.

Regardless of shade,
A spade is a spade,
Enjoy the charade,

‘' You've Gone Grey ‘'