Donald thought flying on Air Force One would be a breeze. Now he’s up there, running his trembling hands through his hair.

Swept Away In Style.

Donald has perfect hair of platinum gold,
Its a creation that’s a wonder to behold,
But as he boldly boarded Air Force One
All saw Male Pattern Baldness had begun.

The back of the great mans pate
Gleamed in a barren and hairless state,
His lustrous locks have long since thinned,
His careful comb-over, gone with the wind.

The only one worried his hair has gone
Is the ever youthful, even childish Don,
But you can guarantee, after today
Don’s investing in a toque, or a toupee.

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