Gormless hairdresser monkeys
They huddle together chattering in a kind of monkey languageyou are not ready yet to join their monkey pact
The gormless ones with no elbows stand alone
there to make you feel like you need to be fixed
offer refreshments but do not listen to what you ask
books on beautiful creatures or items you can't afford
They tell you they'll help you turn incredibly beautiful
you look around realising you'll only become gormless too
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