Aj the Barber

Today, Lil Ishaan, has had a hard time. His baby curls were trimmed down. 

Snip, snip, snip,

And there go those Lil curls,

Silky and soft.

Lil Ishaan now dazed,

Puzzled,

His Eyeballs pop.

His eyes gaze,

Forefinger points,

Curious his face is.

Papa dons a  barber,

Mom  the pacifier,

Lil Ishaan naughty as ever.

When the scissors Open,

Lil Ishaan takes a bow.

The time the scissors shut,

Lil Ishaan holds his head high.

Papa Sings,

Momma dance,

The scissor does the Snip job.

Papa is proud,

Says,

I’ve done a neat job.

Lil Ishaan now annoyed,

History his curls are,

Says, culprit, Jerry the rat.

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Ishaan Chronicles