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Visit To Manicurist Taken By a Tourist

Visit to Manicurist Taken by a Tourist There are so many things that I must endure But oh no not another numbskull manicure Including not only fingers but all of my toes And then longer everyday each nail grows. Could they actually color nails of a man? And have feet soaked in a portable pan While your wife ends up in state of denial Until all my nails they finally start to file. Are handsome and beautiful both related? If so, why by God were we all procreated When all that I wanted was peace of mind Plush color to nails be permanently assigned. James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet

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