They cut the hair off
So you won't know
Those spots up top
Where hair won't grow

Where a ball cap
To hide the non-dew
What would happen
If your hair never grew

I'm bald on top
I have nothing to hide
The jokes I make of that
Cause cramps in your side

I know you don't like
Bald guys like me
But that remains to be seen
So I'll let that be

Balding runs in my family
Like 3 of my brothers
It comes from fathers side
Definitely not my mother's

Its great to be bald
Especially during the summer
Except when the sun hits
A burn is a bummer

Its less hair to comb
In the morning its great
Unfortunately though it
Makes it hard to get a date

If I shaved it all off
It still wouldn't matter
I show my damn face
Then watch them all scatter

Very good write..

Thanks! I like the twisted and whimsical rhyming poems. I could do them all day long.