Saturday, August 8, 2009

I cut myself shaving

I cut myself shaving
That’s what he said
A very deep cut
That bled and bled

Every morning
He has to shave
And to his razor
He feels like a slave

I cut myself shaving
But no one could tell
Because her pants
Hid the wound well

More hair to shave
Than that of a man
Shaving less often
Because she can

Shaving her legs
And under each arm
If not wearing shorts
Then what’s the harm

More and more men
Have hair on their face
Moustaches, goatees
It's not a disgrace

Disposable razors
You must discard
Keeping too long
You may be scarred

By, Randee Saber 8/8/09