Poem 2 - The Haircut
The poem yesterday was deep and meaningful... this one is also but in a fun and different way ... it involves me taking my grandson to the Hairdressers and asking him what he was going to request . He is a Season Ticket holder at Manchester City , and it came as no surprise to me that he had a photograph of Sergio Aguero's hairstyle for the Barber .. It reminded me of a joke ( which I love to have with my grandsons ) and I felt to write him a poem in the Northern England style and accent . I love both my grandsons very much , they are a blessing .. the one from this poem is the one who sings on the song from the album 'songs of sons and daughters' which ( his bit ) I recorded when he was little - you can hear it on my web- site and is entitled " You can be a little child " -- Jesus said to become as a little child to even see the kingdom of God ... if any of you were thinking to approach Him with your cleverness !!
OK hope you enjoy
I went across to ‘t’ barbers
So he could cut me hair
And when it was my turn
He said 'right lad, come and sit yer there'
He asked me what I wanted
As he put the cape round my neck
I said 'Sergio Agüero please'
And he said 'right what the heck'.
'But Sergio is my hero
I really am a fan
He’s nearly scored 200 goals
So he’s my top top man
And if my hair looks like him
My feet might do the same
and I might score 200 goals
It might improve my game'
He cut and cut like a man gone mad
His scissors were giving off steam
I looked in shock my hair all gone
This man had ruined my dream
I said 'that’s not a Sergio Aguero
You’ve cut off the blooming lot'
He said 'if Sergio Aguero had come in my shop
Then this is what he'd 'ave got' !