by Raven Madd

Created on: April 22, 2008

It can be a jungle with that amount of hair
soft and smooth whens It's bare
hardly does that occur
we are married thats for sure

a forest of follicles you might call fur
thats something I'd never tell her
a jungle without monkeys and birds of the like
this is not for which you'd take a hike

when the blows and that hair sways about
I simply yell get that razor out
she is my wife and to her I will be true
but sleeping to close when a jungle I will not do

but let me tell you when that day comes
I find the bathtub full of hair and scum
to see that brings quite a fright
then I know when sleep I will hold her tight

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