Reply To A Cutting Comment Poem by Bryan Taplits

"I've always loved my unibrow
So plan to always keep it.
Since God hath guided me from above-
I've sown- and now will reap it.

"I'm swept away by condign pride in my unibrow-
though I've never even seen it:
For when combed above my forehead I see it not-
And below my lip- I never heed it.

"Though this unibrow I do trim-
Thankful I am for my hirsute bud
whenever I should need to plow under its hanging fields.
And, moreover…,
whenever I should meet a mugger
Around my belt syncopates a tenacled shield.