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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