Only Shooting Stars Break the Mold...

As Hewy left the potter's cave, he decided to head back to the village by his bridge. 

"Now that my complexion isn't so drab anymore and I have added this new tattoo, it's time for my hair.  How should I have it cut?" he thought.  In his mind, several styles started to flash before his eyes.

"Maybe the Elvis look?   I don't think I can shake my pelvis though while playing the drums," as he remember seeing this King once in Jailhouse Rock.

As he strolled on the trail to the village in hopes of finding a barber to cut his hair, he continued thinking of what hair style would work best for his 'new look'.

"Maybe just shave the sides and leave a tuff in the middle?  It does looks good with the sunglasses  making me look like a Rock Star. He thought a moment more and said "Nope..."  His ears would get cold and since he liked being in caves and under bridges, he might just stumble around too much with sunglasses on.

Then he remembered recently he had heard about a singer who also said he was the 'Troll King' - which Hewy knew was ludicrous as trolls don't have a king, they only have the Ancient Ones.  He thought about the wild and shaggy look the singer had for a hair style which inspired Hewy.  The troll, happy with his selection, started humming a song he had heard recently and broke into a magic dance as he continued on his way to the barber.

​Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid
And all that glitters is gold
Only shooting stars break the mold