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#46 The Itchy Beard

Being a guy also involves a lot of patience.

Every boy gets excited to get his first zit
But when they start growing, we have to cut
They peekaboo as soft hair in our chin
When we are just in our teen
As years pass by
They get dark with thicker black dye
And as you keep growing it
They start to itch
They itch till we peel off our lower skin
Which is like a kin to the chin
They form a thick dark layer
And makes us look like a dragon slayer
There is no getting rid if it
And they start growing when the puberty hit
Time passes, we loose and gain a lot
And they even change their complexion
Getting greyer, Giving us a salty look
They become thinker and whiter
But what never quits is the itch
As summer approaches
The sun scorches
The heat makes us sweat
Beneath the layer of beard they accumulate
Again, itches a lot
Oh my god, I could just cut it off
But yet again they start growing a lot
That is why it is the inevitable itchy beard.

With love and respect, Adha B-)

By A lost Soul at Sea

a passionate writer who also happens to be a mechanical engineer and a sailor

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