Beilal, The Barber.

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Agile and artful he was,
With scissors in one hand and comb in the other
All his customers he'd skillfully gather!

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Handsome and hard working he was,
The cutest clothes he wore
And all the women's hearts he tore!

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Sweet and shy he was,
In a foreign tongue he always mumbled,
Listening to which we always tumbled!

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Cunning and coniving he was,
Secretly he'd lure you, oh yes he would
Convicing you to change your do, and you'd completely believe you should!

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Enticing and enchanting he was,
But if once to his hex you'd give in,
The magic he'd create would seem like a propitious sin!

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Tired of all the women he was,
He gave fake smiles and forceful laughter
In response to their everlasting jibber-jabber.

There was once a barber named Beilal,
Agile and artful he was,
With scissors in one hand and comb in the other
All his customers he'd skillfully gather!