Most barbarous thing I did with my day,
But I'm a girl, and I would be remiss
If regularly I did not, some way
Submit myself to standardizing pain.
My eyebrows are a trial to govern. I
Am chicken with the tweezers, but I fain
Will let another get close to my eye
With hot wax, just for pretty's sake. I trust
Just two folk with this task. They both are kind
Though I will not say gentle, for they must
Needs rip those eyebrows all asunder, find
The roots of those hairs, ruthless, pull them out
And promise not to tease me if I shout.