Mum takes little son to barbers. Son hates a haircut!
trust barber with your head sharp weapons in her hand are tools to help her plan wont be dead watch the mirrors she shapes your looks as best as can scissors meanwhile stay still young man smile trust barber with your head she shapes your looks as best as can smile 13th placement Written 28/02/2021 Mohan Chutani’s Minichu on love or hate syllables and rhyme as per the rules Children fear a haircut like this child and takes his mother along
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