The Syrup of Figs

Apart from your toupe you look smart. Nice suit, white shirt, polished shoes, briefcase. But the toupe! The dark brown matted and balding toupe! Perched on top of your head, not blending with your now grey back and side hair, it is failing you badly. To just ditch it, and be bald with your remaining hair cut short, would shave years off you. But I'm too shy to say. So I leave you alone to scribble figures in your notebook thinking you're getting away with it, and get on the bus and go home.