The Unibrow of Nrosenroe
A love poem by Steven Wallace
Written on January 18th, 2003

My what a lovely eyebrow that is!
Tis not an evil one like the
horse of Eichnah has, no siree!
Tis wonderfully one! Thou dost
have but one eyebrow! I love thee
and thy eyebrows which add to one.

The Unibrow of Nrosenroe
is my dream, my desire. I
wish to sleep next to it, warm from
the fire. Take not advantage of
the companionship of such a
beautiful eyebrow, knave! Tis a
gift from the Almighty Gerbil
J'lau, knave. Brush the brow now, oh knave!

Oh my! Oh dear! Wonderful brow
of Nrosenroe, brow of unity,
brow of one. Tis been shaved into
two! Oh foul Earth which spit up such
horrid sharpened steel! Curse thee, oh
iron ore! My brow -- my
beautiful brow! The Unibrow
is now a Bibrow! Tis over. 
I cannot go on. It is gone,
they are gone, we are gone. Bye bye.

Poem (c) Copyright 2003 Steven Wallace.