A poem I recall my mother recited many times throughout my life with full dramatization.

When Pa begins to shave                      

recited by Doris Weaver

Last night Pa got his razor out

Shaving cup and brush

and said to ma now Liza Jane

You make those children hush

For noise sets all my nerves on edge

I can’t stand any racket

The first one that speaks or jumps about

I’ll tan that youngsters jacket

And there we sat so perfect still

We daresn’t even wiggle

But sometimes when he squints at us

We can’t hold in a giggle.

And when he lathers up his face

And makes it scary white

oooo, we want to scream out loud

But,  it  wouldn’t be per light.

And then he starts his face to shave

And draws his mouth down sooo

And with his razor in his hand

He starts his beard to mow

I tell you little kids like us

Need to be pretty brave

To watch and see what’s going on

When Pa begins to shave

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