Shape poem



Some Mustaches are as brown as the darkest brown. It grows on your faceand some people grow them for fun. But then they shave them off when it gets to itchy.Some people (Like the French) grow them thin and twirl them around their fingers when they think on movies.My couzens dad has one but the never shaves it off so when he went to go say goodnight to them he would scrape it on our faces.

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  1. wow Byron that poem was really good you should become a published author

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