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A fellow used blades past their prime,
His stubble refused to decline,
He tugged and he pulled,
Till his face was all full,
Of rashes that lasted some time.

A steamy bathroom, a foggy view,
A man shaved what he thought he knew,
When the mist did clear,
His shock was severe,
Half his beard was still peeking through!
 
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