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
