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Strange Barber

Strange Barber

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I went to a barber, he looked like a robber.

I sat on the chair and said, cut my hair.


He picked up the scissors and comb,

Attacked my hair like a bomb.

He was cutting it so fast and I was as scared as a goat before cutting her head.


He suddenly stopped and said, Sir, are you in pain?

I said no but I will not come here AGAIN...


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