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You run into the store and meet with Mr. Barber
As he starts to cut your hair
The fellow seems to harbour an improper
Eagerness to chop your ears off
Suddenly those dull
Dull scissors jam into your skull
The man says: Oopsie daisy
Sometimes my hands go crazy
Blood begins to spout
Do you go to the hospital or try to pull those scissors out?
