Abe Needs a New Barber
Abe’s barber, Chris, got so confused
because strong cold pills he’d abused.
Chris hacked up Abe’s haircut,
declared, “I’m NOT drunk, but
EYES fail me!” Abe was not amused.
“For Heaven’s sake!” Abe did exclaim.
“Glad you’re not a doctor. You’d maim
heads—not only head HAIR!”
If you want to be fair,
just don’t cut hair when your brain’s lame!
January 11, 2019, entered in Joseph May's Limerick II contest
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2019
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