Love Poem: Hirsute
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Written by: Keith Bickerstaffe

Hirsute

Hirsute's been my inclination,
beard, and mustache too,
I've never liked to shave my face
since I was twenty-two.

Call me vain, I love my visage, 
even though I'm turning grey,
Hemingway had nothing on me,
even though he paved the way

to be a model for my kind,
though l can't be that kind of man,
yet I'll strive to look like him,
and emulate him when I can.

Adventurer, a big game hunter,
activities I don't embrace,
the closest that I'll get to Ernest
is the hair upon my face!