A Triumph in the Chambers

 

A Triumph in the Chambers

 

In the Chambers of Repute they gathered,

To discuss which hair styles will be allowed,

And whether baldness is still a sin.

For there were some shaving

Their heads for their comfort,

And some shaving their heads for style.

The Minister of Heritage was adamant,

And argued on behalf,

Of the Barbers Association,

And asked how shining pates

Would affect the children.

He quoted a quote from the Holy Book

That had never been writ into the Law,

But was referenced by some people,

So that it could be misunderstood at need.

Then he sobbed quietly into a handkerchief

As he related how the Women’s Confederate

Had been repulsed by a revue of lockless men,

And frightened by a demonstration of removal technique,

They had paid to see with their own money.

He ranted at some length,

About the public being forced

To accept that male pattern baldness

Could be natural and determined at birth,

When wigs and toupees were readily available

At approved outlets

Or gotten from a priest

After much confession.

The Minister of Heritage sat down to raucous cheers,

From the Retentive Bloc attendees

Who surreptitiously adjusted their hairpieces,

And removed from their devices,

Certain photographs

Taken in moments of weakness,

At clandestine affairs

Many of them frequented,

But kept secret from their wives.

Then new laws were drawn up,

For wide requirement of hats, weaves, and rugs,

And in extreme cases,

Forced application of minoxidil

Or even implants.

Then the chamber was emptied,

And the press of course,

Was allowed no questions.

 

Cliff Lake 4/21/2023

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