One morning not so long ago
Something strange happened, do you know
The story of Bernard the sleepy head?
Who loved and loved to stay in bed
Open your ears and be aware
This is the tale of Bernard…and his hair.
“Wake up Bernard,” Mum loudly said.
Bernard shook his sleepy head
He turned over and started to snore
For Bernard getting up was a chore
Bed is comfy, warm and cozy
And Bernard is lazy, idle and dozy.
“Breakfast time Bernard.” yelled Mum.
She knew Bernard and wasn’t dumb
Bernard groaned and opened an eye
He didn’t move, just continued to lie
What is that he feels stirring
Can he hear the kitten purring?
At last Bernard crawls out of bed
He rubs his eyes and shakes his head
Something feels different, what’s the matter?
He goes to the bathroom with a clatter
Bernard can’t believe what he is seeing
His massive hair touches the ceiling!
Bernard struggles to put on his clothes
It doesn’t help he can’t see his toes
He shakes his head and touches his locks
Morning is not a good time for shocks
“Blimey!” Mum lets out a moan
And reaches for her brush and comb
Brushing was no use at all
His hair still made him six feet tall
Bernard shook off the cat
And carefully pulled on a hat
Time for school, off we go
Hopefully no-one will know
“‘Scuse me Miss, I can’t see
Bernard’s hair is blocking me.”
The teacher is exasperated
On her nerves the children grated
“Bernard your hair can’t be ignored.
Come and sit next to the board.”
Bernard was feeling depressed.
His hair was one gigantic mess
It was all beginning to take it toll
Especially when they put him in goal
It really didn’t seem that fair
To catch the ball in your giant hair
Home time came and none too soon
For Bernard had been glum since noon
Walking home there was a breeze
Bernard’s hair got caught in trees
This wasn’t funny, please don’t laugh
To be afraid of a gust or draught
At home Mum had had enough
She crossed her arms and then got tough
“This hair is because you’re so lazy.
Staying in bed makes your hair crazy!
Now go upstairs and have a bath
And I will brush the aftermath.”
Bernard shampooed and smoothed
And looked at the 18 bottles he had used
“From now I won’t stay in bed,” he declared
“I’ll be organized, tidy and prepared.
I’ll get up early and use the time to think.”And with that his hair began to shrink.
And from that day Bernard was a different chap
He didn’t even like to nap
He always woke up bright and early
And his hair stayed neat, not big nor curly
No tangle, mess or knots galore
Bernard’s not lazy anymore!
Pictures and words by Kim