Haircut…

 

His stare intimidating, his thoughts unknown,

he seems angry.

It’s an annual event, the shaving of the dog,

a new breed created by the buzz of a razor.

Once so majestic and regal,

the look of a bear, a visual unique.

He must have noticed as he walked past the mirror,

something just not the same.

The focus unnerving, plotting revenge maybe?

Best to watch my back until the hair grows full again.

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