I Am A Bald Headed Professor Poem by venkata lakshmi narasimharao

I Am A Bald Headed Professor



I hate those who always look into a mirror
and smear sweet smelling face powder
I think that is their grave error
and look at them with great horror

I need neither a comb nor a mirror
On my head I don't have the slightest hair
I am an egghead professor
my concept is as useful as pure air

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