Best Shaver Poems

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The makers of...

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Kill him, he cannot find his keys.
Worse, he cannot remember me!
The fool, forgot where his shaver is.
Crunch him up in a sieve!

Let's kill these useless...

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The first time I saw my father I was a year and 8 months old. He had returned home for a short respite  before...

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Since time immemorial, or so I've heared,
   Mankind has struggled to tame his beard.
Was it Adam who imposed upon us this atrocious curse?
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Take This Stinking Keyboard And Shove It
(Tribute to Johnny Paycheck)


Take this stinking keyboard and shove it
I ain't awritin' here no damn more.
Gone is my inspiration,...

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I feel bad that you all got to stand on my path for your livelihood said sandy, Sandy will be less harmless in the days...

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Moving from left to right Cancer day and night Cancer the day heaven 
Witnessed the pain women experiencing, suck their bellies the chemotherapy 
Machines drank...

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Where does the money subtly go?
every month it simply disappears;
a bit here, forth to and fro
a bit there too, oh! my dear!

My ciggs' are under...

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Oh Arise! 
the city with wonderful natural resources
country where all are loyals 
Country where peace and unity are our watchwords 
leaders are serving in good...

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"Waltz Across Texas With Me"
Comes violining through my mind.
I may be the only one in the world
With background music of that kind.

Ever since I was...

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When I was a child, I used to love comics, they made me laugh
There was a strip called Desert Island Dick, this was my fav
He...

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Dear Robert
          I'm enclosing the warranty
          ...

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I can still smell the disease,
and feel the starvation that brought me to my knees,
I didn't know where my family went,
In every direction us Jews...

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A single word is branded into the fresh snow in urine.

'Memoriam'

Over the crest of a barren hill covered in winter's dowry,
there is a brown form...

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A Little Boy’s World
By Curtis Johnson

When I was a little boy, I was always well behaved.  Well, most of the time.
Being honest and respectful...

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