My First Haircut by russ mckay

Posted on February 6, 2024
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Today is the day

I get my hair cut away

Dad said it’s OK

But I’m scared anyway

I don’t want this trip

Those scissors could slip

And he might cut my lip

Or my shirt he could rip

At the barber’s store

There was hair on the floor

But no blood and no gore

It was not long before…

He made me sit there

In his big barber chair

Then he pumped it with air

And it rose so my hair…

Was as high as his shears

I was almost in tears

As those scissors came near

“I want outta here!”

But my Dad held me down

As the man trimmed my crown

Then he turned me around

In the mirror I found…

A new looking boy

And my face filled with joy

Then the barber named Roy

Game me a small toy

“You did great my lad

You’re the nicest I’ve had

Most Kids will act bad

Or they get very sad”

“Please come back any time

And your haircut looks fine

So if there is no line

Choose the chair that is mine”

“That was fun Dad

I’m no longer sad

Roy was nice as you said

It’s the best haircut I’ve had!”

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