Feeling Snippy

I'm on my feet all day,
But I will offer you my chair.
And we can yack the time away
while I fiddle with your hair.

No matter what you looked like
when you walked in my salon,
I'll fix you up in no time;
Look at that - split ends all gone!

Some dye, some mousse,
a little spray, a dab or two of gel.
I've made your hair look beautiful.
It's crooked, but oh well.

I almost feel as if we're friends,
And I just want to remind you
that when you come to visit me
I'll always stand behind you!

Who Am I?



(C) 1998, Arden Davidson

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A Hairdresser!