Spake the Wind
The wind came whispering to me last night
Calling out my name
Huh? I answered slowly
Thinking I'd gone insane
It's time again, it spoke to me
To cut that hair on your head
Mom? I asked
Didn't you get called mam last night
Twice I did, yes
Isn't that enough for you
When you were young it was miss they asked
Well, yeah, but now I'm gray
And statesmen like
Are you still a gender bender
'Tis time to cut your mop and run
No, I think that I'll just grow a
Mustache