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Share your shaving limerick

We had some interesting discussions in the journal section and of course we ended up derailed and started making up limericks for some reason. I thought that it would be fun to share your shaving related limericks that you can come up with. You might even be a poet and you might not even know it. I will start us off with one.......

In a tub with a frothy embrace,
Shaving soap brings a smile to my face.
With a lather so fine,
It makes every line
A smooth journey, a close, happy trace!
 
I'll add mine from your journal here, Boris. :)

There once was a man from Leeds
With an abundance of shave soaps and creams
He had razors galore
But his true love was for
That great blade that's called GSB
Of course that was the one that started it all. Then I responded.....

There was a man from Sweden
Not a GSB found in his den
He was happy, he was jolly
They tried to trap him and pull him down into their folly
But he withstood their trickery and games and would not get into their play pen
 

Eric_75

Not made for these times.
I cannot let that pass my friend
My dear friend Boris is getting all Gandalf on me. 🧙‍♂️

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Mary had a little lamb,
It’s fleece was white as snow.
Mary took out her Ralf Aust straight,
and shaved the lamb slow.
With the fleece Mary made a sweater,
in winter there’s nothing better.
The lamb froze to death without the fleece,
all Mary could say in her cold heart is rest in peace little lamb I got what I wanted.
 
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