Coconut Head.

I shaved my head, then he said,

You have a coconut head.

At best of what he said,
I had to hear the rest.

I thought to call the priest,
as this man was being a beast.

As he said,

“Oh forgive me, coconuts do grow a beard!
of which, you cannot be assured."

He has an idea that involves the rear,
of which I dare not put into gear.

I have adhered
I cannot grow a beard.

As for my coconut head, 
Sheared it shall be.  

Me and my coconut head.

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