SHAVING.
A razor strop, with pot and brush, Some think are all required, And straightway open up a shop, By sweet ambition tired. The barber's pole the knowledge gives A barber is within Prepared to slip and lather And polish off your chin. Oh, sad mistake ; too late you find A butcher you have struck ; A quite unwilling victim, You curse your wretched luck. How different when the artist knows The gentle an of shaving ; In quiet confidence you sit, No unknown terrors braving. There's Barber Brows, of Hamilton, The gentlest in the land, The swiftest wi'h the razor blade, The steadiest of hand. He shaves with pleasant zeal, And chats away the while, Quite dexterously avoiding To eut if e'er you smile. If to Waikato's centre A visit you should pay, And should a shave require, Just drop in Tom Brown's way.
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Waikato Argus, Volume XVII, Issue 2713, 10 October 1904, Page 3
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143SHAVING. Waikato Argus, Volume XVII, Issue 2713, 10 October 1904, Page 3
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