Shave


Once so silky and smooth

soft as mothers caress

pinched by lady in blue hair

As voice got dark

nature made its remark

a sandpaper like texture

This ancestors heritage

I wish I could escape

these cheeks like an ape

I know it’s not a big thing but I really hate shaving, ha de Gött!

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