Herald Of The Times

Poetical.
All Mankind Are Barbers,
I'll prove to you my friend, I trow,
That none a doubt can harbor,
That all the world's a barber shop
And every one's a barber.

Some shave to make themselves look neat,
And some because 'tis funny;
And brokers shave you in the street,
And only shave for money.

Some shave their foreheads slick and clean,
If with low brows are bothered,
But then 'tis plainly to be seen
That they are the ones that's lathered.

To court a girl with eloquence,
The dandy never frets her;
But lathers her with compliments,
And shaves her when he gets her.

The maidens also, now and then,
Who are so fond of sporting,
Soft soap the shallow minded men
And shave 'em while they're courting.

But men and girls who thus will boast
Of soaping while they tarried,
Will find at last with bitter cost,
They both got shaved when married.