POEMS about hairdressing !

[wendys salon]

THE CURLERS POEM ...

A set of heated rollers
is every maid's delight
It stops you wearing curlers
In the middle of the night.
It keeps you looking spick and span
When all the rest are not
And though your hands are freezing cold
Your head is nice and hot.


THE UNISEX SALON ...

O hand me down the asprin, the warm sustaining tea,
Hold my feeble shaking hand and try to comfort me,
I went to have my hair done, I shall never go again,
They,ve made the salon unisex, They,ve started doing MEN !

A man was at the basin, leaning confidently back,
Though I hope like me it made his neck feel fit to crack,
I had to step across him, I can see his trainers yet,
And seeing him, I felt myself bedraggled plain and wet.

Whats he doing here with us, breathing healthy spray,
Watching the assistants as they give the game away,
We come to be coloured, streaked, and tenderly blow-dried,
And permed and titivated and WE WANT THAT MAN OUTSIDE !

Men should be in the barbers shop in a great big barbers chair,
Where a great big barber plies his trade in a great big pile of hair,
Where the carburettors king, the wicket and the goal,
And men are in their rightful place beneath the barbers pole.


carburettors king ( Automobiles - cars )
the wicket ( english cricket )
goal ( english soccer )


( Both of the Poems above, are the work of PAM AYRES )

[katsurth]

Awesome, fantastic find! Thanks so much!