- Every morning, before he popped bread in the toaster,
even, mind you, before water touched the lime
encrusted spirals laying at the depths of the kettle
Samson sat down and with a long whetstone
he expertly, acutely and with great care
sharpened his scissors.
No wonder a slow drawn shudder
slithered down his fast-full spine
as he fished out, spoon glistening
a long hair red tresses once disowned
from his perfectly brewed breakfast tea -
"He replied, “If you weave the seven braids of my head into the fabric on the loom and tighten it with the pin, I’ll become as weak as any other man.” So while he was sleeping, Delilah took the seven braids of his head, wove them into the fabric and tightened it with the pin."
[ The Judges 16:13 ]