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!”
This is a fictional poem.