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| Hairy Face | |
| By Tenchi | ||||||
| 22 November 2006 | ||||||
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Hmmm I tried writing a jokey poem late one night. It didn't work. Hard as I try I can't seem to get this to work, but I just feel that my beard deserves a poem to itself. See if your suggestions can save it! Or at least put it out of it's misery. Why the beard? My colleagues ask You were ugly enough before My answering smile hides how I tire and I long for their presence no more If we were close I would tell them the truth But I think it would bore them protracted That love I compare to the pain of a tooth So I mean to remain unattractive They’ll never now how deeply you sank Your venomous fangs into me you took my heart all the way to the bank safety desposited and chucked away the key No dentist or barber shall touch me again and none shall pardon the way that I smell Deep as the seas I’ll hold in my pain and no other like you shall put me through hell So no, I won’t shave, bedamned you spanners! Cause truth is I care for you nowt, not at all Go somewhere else, wave your sympathy banners Instead of waiting around to see if I'll fall It’s my pain that I’ll visit upon you Taking it out as I find thee Every beard related question accrues my sorrows, you bastards remind me The woman you see lingers on and within the inescapable throb of a filling and my capable beard that grows o'er my chin says ladies you see I'm not willing! It says if I wanted a woman to hold I'd shave off my facial hair and be bald Take heed of the bristles, the stubble, the beard! Falling in love is what I most fear.
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