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I saw a man with no hands--
He could shave his beard
With only his feet…

And I became afraid
That if I lost my hands,
My beard would grow thick-
My hair would go uncombed-
I’d live off delivery Chinese,
That I ordered dialing a phone
With my nose.

So I took the butcher knife
And chopped off my left hand-
Just to be sure I’d be all right 

I didn’t make plans for the right hand-
And it’s interesting-
Your right hand
Absolutely refuses to cut itself off.

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