Alchemisland

No cap like finally got hair plugs

Having suffered male pattern baldness

Planned return to good looks

Differences between mine and yours not much

Yet second I walk into the pub someone shouts nice plugs

Bird in the hand worth two in the bush

My hair is lush, I touch it, back push

So much forehead, hairline like a walrus’ whiskers

Sutures where they put it on, Frankenstein mode

Arms out groaning, neck sprouting bolts

Yes I know the doctor not the monster was Frankenstein, you scrotes.