I often wonder at the vanity of men
Particular attention given
To the colour of the hair
In relation to the age of the face
I mean jet black
On a face that resemble's
A road map of the arctic
I saw this fellow with fifteen strands
Of hair across his dome
No more strands then a pussy cat
Would posess on his face
Or his arse, the colour was dark brown
He might have been better of
Putting glue on his head
Asking his girlfriend to sit on his dome
Oh, the vanity of men
Written saturday 11 december 2004
Allan James Saywell
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