Racist Barber

This is a fictional poem.

You won't believe what I went through when I went to a black man's barbershop.

He was a racist jerk and when I left, I called the cops.

He forcibly strapped me in his barber chair.

Then that punk shaved off all of my hair.

As I looked at my bald head in the mirror, he laughed at me.

He laughed and said that I deserved it because I'm a Honkey.

But he stopped laughing when the cops slapped on the cuffs.

He said that he didn't want to go to jail and I said "Tough!"