When beards are bold, the chin is weak.
When heads are bald, a beardís found chic.
As goateed Dr. Freud well knew, there must be a relation:
Facial hair most clearly is a form of compensation.
A Brazilian beautician I've found
Thinks no bush is worth beating around.
With not chain-saw and axe,
But a little hot wax,
She achieves a deforested mound.
Susan de Sola
If you have any comments on these poems, Susan de Sola would be
pleased to hear from you.