Here's missing you, old friend...*sobbing*
I shall eternally mourn...
It lays me down in nappy pastures,
It restores my memories of the 60's...
It guides me to old photographs, in it's names sake.
And yea, though I walk through the shadow of the valley of buzz-cuts,
I will fear no relaxer...for visions of you are with me.
Thine golden kinkyness, and thine shine; they comfort me.
The Fro did lay out a fortress for me from mine enemies...
It anointed J's head with sweat...
My afro-sheen runneth over.
Only full-body and bounciness shall follow me, all the days of my life...
And I shall dwell in the shadow of The Fro...FOREVER!