Don'T Injure the Ginger

A young child is born innocent and sweet A life that lies ahead many people to meet Without a hair on his head They bet on the colour as he lay in his bed. Months as a baldy with no hair to be seen Take a pick, any colour it could've been Time passes slowly and hair begins to grow You'd never have believed the colour starting to show! To everyones amazement it turned bright red Throughout the parish this news did spread With every concerned look in the mirror Each strand growing longer and quicker The arduous trek to school was made Each agonising day the ginger was slayed Picked on, poked and universally hated He felt like a lump of cheddar being grated. Oh to be like his sis who had dark hair Those carrot jokes they would no longer share With confidence shot he's meek, a mute Where are those girls who think I'm a beaut? He hit his teens and crazier the remarks got "Why have you got brown eyebrows?", one shot. They put you under a microscope, so curious As each day passed he grew more and more furious. He contemplated going to the chemist for hair dye It was something he thought he ought to try. Alarmingly the voice in his head said otherwise "As a ginger never live in disguise". It's best to stay natural and forget the past It's best to stay ginger at long last Even though his hair is like a fire He can say it's natural he ain't no liar. He doesn't believe he lives in a world of pain Those cheap shots were minor stains Thankfully now they're all removed To live as a ginger never to be bruised.