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Smooth – Poem

It took hours of squeezing here
Positioning there
Contortionist tricks are nothing
To a woman who cares
I checked thoroughly with two fingers too;
But, still one managed to sneak through
There is little more bothersome
When every bit is smooth
Then visibly you witness
Just one hair poking up
Lifting it’s head like a buttercup
Saying hello to the world
Seemingly unaware of
My recent attempts at it’s cull
The razor and soap is now away
So, this stubborn one
Is here to stay

The end.

By Samantha “unextraordinarybint” Harris
Written 19th September 2020
Hertfordshire.

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