ramblings and things
Man 'Flu
I’ve a constantly running nose
I’ve got a cold in the head
A lesser man than me
Would have retired to his bed.
I’m a martyr to fashion
Always been a trend setter
They’ll have to do without me
Until I’m good and better.
It was the barber’s what did it
When they reduced its length
Like Sampson of old
They took away my strength.
I’ve got a shortie hair cut
And newly naked ears
An innocent victim of
Over enthusiastic shears.
I blame my loving partner
For this wanton destruction
I sat there terrified while
She gave the girl instruction.
My immune system
Wasn’t up to the shocks
Of the exposure caused
By disappearing locks.
I’m sneezing and coughing
Hearing cracks about man flu
I’ll brave my way throught it
A man’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.
Man `Flu