A Poem On Not Shaving For Months

How Unkempt and awful I look when I forget to shave for weeks Often have I to put off shaving for months Once I went unshaved for a year Either under stress, or workplace pressure as a result, female colleagues Avoid talking with me and male Co-workers advise me to wear a mask my wife at home declines a kiss. Despite these grave repurcussions I really never like to shave For weeds on my face Refuse to surrender to substandard blades (And good blades are exorbitant and unaffordable) I fear tetanus every time I cut my skin For me to decide to shave is as difficult a decision as deciding by US on carrying air raids on Iran