Man-bun

Man-bun,
Sitting, taunting me,
With your pseudo-masculinity,
You think you’re cool, on the edge, out far,
But I see several of you,
On the same subway car,
You believe that you’re rad,
But it couldn’t be clearer,
You live in a proverbial house,
Without a proverbial mirror!

Words, words, glorious words! Give me all of your words!

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