Johnny was a barber

20 May

Johnny was a barber; he loved his job, he did,

Cutting people’s hair and mowing others wigs.

Until one day he reeled back, shocked by what he saw,

A hole in the head of a customer, a man quite old and poor,

Why don’t you go to the doctor? he asked the man out loud,

To get it fixed and filled in quick, that’s what I’d do, he cried,

Oh, no, I can’t do that, the old man then answered him,

I have had it, there, for forty years; it’s now part of me, he grinned,

I would miss it, that hole up there; he went on to explain,

Please trim the hear, he said to John, but mind the hole he warned.


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Posted by on May 20, 2014 in humor, humour, poems


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