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A POEM FOR KEITH
For many years, Keith has always
done my hair,
Styled it just right no other person
could compare
With his snipping ways and just
right touch,
He never cut off too little or cropped off
far roo much.
When finished my hair always seems to
look just right,
It has been cut by others and left an
awful sight.
My curly hair is special, when long goes
all over the place,
But Keith can in a short while make it
a thing of grace.
We have a lot in common, both have
Scouter’s been,
Both love sweet nature and beauty that
can be seen
In this lovely country find places by
some unknown.
Also from the old country and in the year
of 1957,
We were at the world jamboree a little
taste of heaven.
Thank you Keith for the many times you
have made my day
By cutting my hair always in just the right
style and way.
Especially this time when I was far from
feeling well,
You looked after me in a special way a
good friend I can tell.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 13 January 2005