Friday, January 14, 2011

Poetry: A Fine Mullet

A fine mullet is his mighty hair
A dual do to please all those aware
Face front towards Granny and you'll be all right
Rebel longshanks out back with the boys
A direct link between hair and propriety
Grandmother's brain is of the garden variety
And yet disapproval would be unthinkable
Fearful to fully state your preference
Learn this hard won fashion lesson
The best of both worlds is now within your possession

The tools and talent of the barber make possible
This schizophrenic hirsuite social cranial sculpture
Lest a side turn ponytail be revealed to the kin
Create a distraction or they'll do you in
Hide Grandmother's glasses to buy some time
The myth of turkey sopophoric is believed
The comfy chair beckons for Grandmother's egress

Now unfurled shall be the unholy shag
Drinking of beers and girlie mags
Get your guitar and belt out some hymns
Clever titled tunes about bars and women
All the while the fine mullet shines
Sleeveless shall you be 'til the end of time

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