Let's Face It Poem by A. P. Herbert
Let's Face It
I see a day, before we win this war,
When razors — and cosmetics — are no more;
When whiskered bishops will unite in joy
The paintless maiden and the bearded boy.
Well, in this cause no sacrifice is vain;
But I believe that Beauty stands to gain:
And there's no doubt, when Britons do not shave,
They may not feel it, but they look more brave.
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