No 55 May 11
I know that you all like a laugh,
To help you get along,
Well this is just a memory,
From when my kids were young.
One of my daughters went into hairdressing,
This suited me just fine,
I said I would be happy,
If she practised it on mine.
At that time boys were having perms,
My son thought he’d have a change,
His sister said she’d do it,
But she thought he was deranged.
When she’d got half the rollers in,
He was having quite a fit,
He said “I won’t be paying you”
She said “ Right, I won’t finish it.
So there he was half way through,
He needed her just now,
So he got his money out,
Brother & sister had a row.
When the perm was finished,
He looked a “proper sight”,
He went into his bedroom,
And never came out again that night.
Next morning he’d to go to work,
He said “I look a freak”,
We could not stop laughing,
He kept his hood up for three week.