Armpits Poem by gershon hepner

Observe between the shoulder and
the chest wall the axilla
that's begging for deodorant,
for smell can be a killer.

It's shaved by most attractive girlies,
made airy and less hairy;
a man who wants to cut the curlies
is usually a fairy.

Some people do not use a spray,
thus causing apoplexy
although I've heard some women may
think armpit smells are sexy.

In Italy no women shave
their armpits or their legs,
it helps them all to misbehave
while they are having sex.

When hairs are left to grow as long
as overcooked spaghetti
the armpit has a dreadful pong,
especially when sweaty.

Let's give two cheers for armpits now,
the right one and the left,
and smell with which they all endow
a hollow, clammy cleft.

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