The Hair Cut
By caleibow
The sign outside saidFive dollars for a hair cut,The barber pole was broken.'Never trust a bald barber'where did I hear that before?Larry, the barber wasn’t exactly bald,Greasy black hair 6 inches long combedLeft to right with a lot of skin showing.There was the deacon shining shoes telling stories.'I’ve been shining shoes longer than old Larry’s been cutting hair.Larry weezed with pleasure, The hum of his electric razor nears my ear.The deacon tells a story about a woman speaking in tonguesand falling on her husband filled with the Holy GhostA flopping fish for Jesus,The deacon laughsAnd Larry weases10 blue vinyl barber chairs, 1 barber.Times are rough.The barber pulls on a hose that hangs from the 15 foot high ceiling, water stained and sadseeing so many headsfor so many years,the hose is a vacuum' The deacon smiles, 'Flo-bee, Flo-bee,slapping his hand in his kneelaughs and lights up a cigarette.Larry pulls out the straight edge.'Don’t trust a bald barber, especially onethat combs his hair from left to right.Five dollars for a hair cut,That’s what the sign said. Written March 1st, 2001 © on Aug 24 2001 08:40 PM PST 0 • 14
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"The sign outside saidFive dollars for a hair cut,The barber pole was broken.'Never trust a bald barber'where did I hear that before?Larry, the barber wasn’t exactly bald,Greasy black hair 6 inches long combedLeft to right with a lot of skin showing.There was the deacon shining shoes telling stories.'I’ve been shining shoes longer than old Larry’s been cutting hair.Larry weezed with pleasure, The hum of his electric razor nears my ear.The deacon tells a story about a woman speaking in tonguesand falling on her husband filled with the Holy GhostA flopping fish for Jesus,The deacon laughsAnd Larry weases10 blue vinyl barber chairs, 1 barber.Times are rough.The barber pulls on a hose that hangs from the 15 foot high ceiling, water stained and sadseeing so many headsfor so many years,the hose is a vacuum' The deacon smiles, 'Flo-bee, Flo-bee,slapping his hand in his kneelaughs and lights up a cigarette.Larry pulls out the straight edge.'Don’t trust a bald barber, especially onethat combs his hair from left to right.Five dollars for a hair cut,That’s what the sign said...."