Notes About The Poem

Started this when I was clean out of ideas

Released it now so that anyone who ever said

"This guy's a nutter"

Can revel in their uncanny astuteness 

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He Who Would -

He who would valiant be ’gainst hair disaster
Let hair hold constantly, though winds blow faster
There’s no discouragement shall make his hair relent
His first avowed intent to be in Brylcreem

Who would be going round with bad hair stories
Do cyclones then confound - wind strength the more is
No hair shall then take flight, though it’s a giant fight
His hair stays good and right by wearing Brylcreem

Since Lord he must defend his hair with spirit
He knows that wind you send, he shall not fear it
Some toupee’s flee away, he’ll fear not that today
He’ll labour night and day to be in Brylcreem
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Wolf Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 8:56 PM
'A little dab'll do you.' Holy Guacamole! Brylcreem, where have you gone, Mr. Robinson?! ~ Pom P. Doar
Flood Avatar
November 26, 2024 at 3:19 PM
I thought it was all hair gel these days. Brylcreem always looked like lard to me ;-)
Allison Avatar
November 25, 2024 at 1:27 PM
gee Ive not heard that word in years! thanks for the smiles Terry, just cut hubby's hair using the electric shears - takes less and less time and the years go by lol:-) hugs Jan xx next book is in the pipeline!
Flood Avatar
November 26, 2024 at 3:08 PM
I don’t think I could have bared smearing that gunk on my bonce. Don’t know where this absurd notion came from. Glad the book is progressing. Terry
Cunningham Avatar
November 24, 2024 at 10:37 PM
Lol, I used to plaster myself with that obnoxious stuff when I was younger, it's no wonder I haven't got any now. Who loves ya baby. Tom
Flood Avatar
November 26, 2024 at 3:05 PM
Never actually used it, Tom. I remember there was always a tub of it in my grandad’s house.
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