(This is a fictional poem)

I'm tired of having to beg.
Please shave your damn legs!
It's been so long since you've shaved your legs, I can't keep track.
It's like making love to a lumberjack.
It's embarrassing when we go out in public because you always wear a dress.
If you are wondering if people are laughing at us, the answer is yes.
I feel like I'm on a cliff and I'm about to go over the edge.
Please do everybody a big favor and shave your damn legs!