This is a recent commission I completed.
An Ode to Harry the Headphone Hipster
Hipster Harry liked the song
That was sung from his beard
He listened in all day long
Until he turned so weird
His hair turned a tone of green
His nose a shade of yellow
His moustache curled towards the sky
And his eyes became all mellow
He floated in the cloud of buzz
That his DJ beard turned out
Thus became his magic facial fuzz
As colourful as a trout
Green and blue and blue and green
Like the colours of the sea
Orange, pink and yellow
And anything in between
Roll up your trousers
Grab some loafers
Grow that fringe all out
Don some over sized headphones
And do the hipster flout
The End
See you next time
-Mulga
