Treasure Island

Henry Nii Ayi Cobblah


The barbar down the lane


Most time as much a scissor talk
Call for long legs and hair walk
A thing that happens all the time
To every pocket that has least a dim


The man change a hair one
With smile and happiness morning in line
A hair enters and 'voom' disappears
The man inside with hair on repairs


Our barbar down the lane
Is a man with no shame
My hair I dedicate to him
And mine is down with all vim


The everday I wish to enter
And embrass the comb in my hair
This then I know it him
The barbar down the lane

Submitted: Saturday, October 29, 2011

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