I don't know why I shaved it.
I just did.
For some reason,
I just felt like shaving it.
After so many years,
the Holy Spirit just told me to shave it.
(Sigh) So now I am mustacheless.
I'll have to wait,
until it grows back.
So we'll see how it goes until then...
* Shit... I can't even think of a rhyme.
All I can think about,
is how my upper lip is naked. *
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Persistence is Key
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Comments4
How many years?
Since puberty... I am thirty-seven. Sometimes I have kept it trimmed short, but I have never shaved it all off.
I should have told my mustache, 'Persistence is Key'.
A fun read that I can identify with, having had a mustache for the past 40 years my children convinced me to shave it off once in the past and then laughed saying I looked like the who in Dr. Seuss books. A fun read
🤣🤣 you shaved your mustache!!!
I never thought you would !
(Sigh) I wanted to try something new. I don't like it.
Now, I am waiting for it to grow back.
I’m sure it looks great ,
You just don’t like change to much
You know me, my love.
Made me giggle. Hope your upper lip finds comfort.
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