The price of a line-up

Graphic by Bruna Costa

I called the shop at 7:38
I asked, “Are you open?” and they said, “Great!”

I bought some DeeRugs after I dropped the call

Thirty dollars was what I had in all
I said, “Sir, I have little funds, but my mustache you can see it’s way too long.”

Reluctantly, he said
“Have a seat; you look like a bear.”

As he was clipping, we began to chat
I shared that I, too, was a barbershop rat

Like the children, teenagers really
He paused to clean, but really to keep off the street

When I was done, I left from the chair
and paid a five-dollar tip for a twenty-five-dollar fare

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