Now the Star Belly Sneetches, each have a small tuft of hair,
on the tops of their heads, as Dr. Seuss put 'em there.
The hairs aren’t too much, they're just a few strands
But to five year old, they just shouldn’t stand.
So with safety scissors in tow, and determination in mind
Luke promptly cut off the Sneetch’s hair in kind.
It seemed so innocent, maybe even a bit fun,
But when it was over, Luke said “what have I done?!”.
“This cannot be fixed, it will not grow back,
The Sneetch now looks silly, and that is a fact.”
“I should admit my error and repent my mistake,
Ask for forgiveness and eat a big steak.”
I am Sam, Sam I am,
I like to eat green eggs and ham
I too have hair, not unlike a Sneetch
My hairs are called whiskers, and they’re on my cheeks.
Luke cut them all off, with scissors that are safe
I'm afraid my face might begin to chafe.
He did it with a grin, a sly one at that
I hope he doesn’t try it to Sophie the cat.
His Mom said “no more, don’t do that again,
scissors are for paper, similar to a pen”
Luke sighed with disappointment, his head hung low
Cutting paper is boring, a fact everyone knows.
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