The young man said hello poet
I said hello young man
He said did you use gel to spike your hair?
I said my hair stand of it's own accord
He said all the young men are spiking their hair
I said does that mean i am back in fashion?
He said do you use gel to make it stand up?
I replied the little hairs stand to attention
In a race to meet the longer hairs
Who are already standing at attention
They meet in the middle of my head
Just like a mohican Indian
He said are you the last of the Mohicans?
Allan James Saywell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-last-of-the-mohicans/
