Shaving, Shaving I Hate You So Poem by Matthew Soriano

Shaving, Shaving I Hate You So



Shaving, shaving I hate you so

Shaving ooh how I hate you so
Shaving alls you bring to me is raiser burn and more hair growth
Shaving your nothing but a pain to my face,
Shaving you should be outcaste from the human raise
Shaving robs me of my manliness
Shaving is so dull and grim,
Shaving is what killed my best friend Jim
Shaving is not a gift from God
Shaving was invented by a man, who I think should be shot,
I rather kiss a pig the then shave
Or better yet I'll skip a grade
I'll hang myself before I shave
I'll misbehave before I shave again,
I'll kick and scream about and through tantrum all about
A teacher will come and ask me? Please go and shave!
I will say? Please go away.,
A teacher will come over and ask me? Looks like someone forgot to shave!
And I will say? Looks like someone put on a little weight.
God gave man hair on his face for a raison
And shaving was that
Only dam
Raison!
by:
Matthew Soriano
1/14/09

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 15 January 2009

Face hair was for safety from the elements - woman wear scarfs for the same protection. [ grow a beard ]

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Matthew Soriano

Matthew Soriano

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