Shaved.

Shaved Legs, Shaved Lives
Surround me
& Oh How Bizaare.

Shiny, Slick, Altered roots
Connect these Creatures
to an Absolutely Absurd Society.

Sick. Sad. Stupid. Reasons.

Is it for Herself?
I Choose to Assume
it is Unthinking; Unaware.

But- Still,
However, Why Ever it is
it is just as Offensive.

Sick. Sad. Stupid. Excuses.

Shaved Legs, Shaved Lives
Surround me
& I Am Oh So Sorry.

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