Shaving for beauty
She shaved it for her faith:
"No sickness with neatness."
She heard this like others
For over thousand years.
Your queen instead…
Proudly was a pig…
To learn more must read books,
"Dirt on clean" one of them.
Now you shave and call it "beauty"
What about pussy-cat for those years?
Smelly and woolly…
You recall your laughter?
You called it backwardness! ! !
Shame to you, your fashions.
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