Against a sunshine pate
Bushy eyebrows contract
Shadowing a sinister smile
Who deplores the lack
Of smooth black curls
Or gelled spikes...
Are not the enigmatic eyebrows
Becoming enough
Watch as eighty odd 'friends'
Shrink back and cower
Wincing slightly as those brows
Do bear down upon them
Jiggling like the evil
Yet to come
Example upon parable
Are issued forth
From beneath those ebony arcs
That frame round 'innocent' eyes
A laughing Buddha
In impeccable dress
Yet never a Buddha there was
Graced by such a pair
Of eyebrows so smart
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