I do not have a Beard

My facial hairs are Weak

Sometimes I Laugh

At the children,There tiny hairs so isolated and Meek

Almost like that of a desert or tundra, distant and Bleak

Hypocritically I bully them at schools or in the Street

Until I was approached by a top dog, an alpha

He had a razor, a goal, and his name was Keith

He stood up for the victims and politely asked me to Behave

As a gesture of “no hard feelings” I gave my face a Shave

Now i’m just a cold faced Chicken


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Jeffersonville High School, 2019