Bald monk missed his hair
Acted like he did not care
Watched tourists stop and stare
Could they see his soul was bare?
He knew the world was unfair
As he stood, and had no chair.
It was time to be aware
Dare he possess any wares?
Or, eat filthy American pears?
I think his chi caught on fire
As he grew thick long black hair
With an 80s mullet flare
Calling him a liar.
