Hair Daze

Oh, the glorious memories of past days

Combing long flowing hair with swept back duck-tails

Smooth waves that would make a surfer gaze

Sadly the glory days leave only tales

But, I do remember the TV ad…

Brylcreem… A little dab’ll do ya!”

Photo: Me in about the seventh grade!

Today at d’Verse, De Jackson is taking me into my past, asking us to write a Quadrille poem (exactly 44 words) with the word dab in it. When I as an adolescent, I had lots of hair. Brylcreem was my hair cream. It is amazing what you could do with it when combing it back into the Elvis Presley style duck-tail wave. Funny how the jingles never seem to leave your brain. 😎

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Charles Atlas

Charles Atlas ad

When I was an twelve years old, in 1959, I was big for my age. My mother bought me clothes that had ” Husky” on the label. I felt very self-conscious and wished I could be skinny, fit, and muscular like the Charles Atlas ads I saw in the back of every comic book. Once, I cut out the ad filled, in my name and information, and sent it in. In a couple of weeks, I got an envelop with a set of mimeographed pages illustrating a set of exercised to do. I soon lost interest in that effort.

When I tuned thirteen, my parents had the insight to send me to work summers on my uncle’s dairy farm. Daily labor pitching haybales worked much better for becoming fit. I loved the farm, and worked there five summers. By the time I graduated high school, I was slim, trim and muscular. Now I am back to Husky plus!

Atlas course goes bust

Baling hay builds strong muscles

Summers on the farm




How interesting the labels we choose

Avoiding race color religion to be politically correct

Profiling is the ultimate sin of the day

Yet down deep within our mind thinks another way

Labeling  seems part of our DNA

Perhaps residuals from Eden’s cursed plight

Competitive urges and the atrocity of being right

Labels of diversity the demise of our society

Division and turmoil bring down the mighty

Mass shootings beheadings and suicide vests

All sanctioned to support our truth’s litmus test

But… When it comes to money the tables are turned

We see labels each day with every channel turned

Pharmacies reap whirlwinds with their witches brew

Labels and ads designed to target me and you

With new names starting with X and J

Made up names than no one can say

Every personality has accompanying disorders

TV commercials spew out drugs to order

Some just might kill you but who knows for sure

Ask your doctor you know his motives are pure

New labels for normal people we’ve always been this way

Money making charlatans create new labels that pay

Got rid of cigarette ads and alcohol too

Replaced them with drugs legit just for you

Don’t worry if they kill you or cause violent reaction

There’ll be a new one tomorrow with a different concoction