Cops for Cancer

By: Shirley Lovell

The fur is flyin' in Ingersoll,
But no one here is mad.
Now acorn heads are everywhere.
It may become the fad.

Six gallant men at last agreed,
Because the townsfolk pleaded,
To shave their heads for cancer's cause,
Yet handcuffs were not needed.

Our policemen staunchly took the stand
To undergo a buzz,
While clippers from the Roots to Ends
Then quickly fleeced the fuzz.

Glyn Parsons sat without a flinch
And took it all undaunted,
He now looks like a poster from
America's Most Wanted.

One man with dark and curly hair
Sure put up such a row,
But still they shaved him anyway
And Gord has "Lesser" now.

While Jim and Brad and John took part
The best of all was Frank,
The funds he raised topped all the rest.
He must have robbed a bank.

I've heard the scorching summer sun
Has made their bald heads sore,
But soon these heads will have new hats
Since old ones fit no more.

Five thousand bucks is quite a price
For one small bag of hair.
Our cops, we know, are one swell bunch.
They've shown they really care.

Let's hope their hair grows back before
We get to chilly days,
Or they may need the funds they've raised
To buy themselves toupees.

The Ingersoll Times, Wednesday, September 23, 1998