Beard Manure Poem by Edward Hayes56

Beard Manure

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To bear a stubble, is like to be Mr Hubble, you can see it all but lick none at all. But a full grown beard, to grow requires you to persevere, shed a tear, shave a deer, have a beer on a pier, with a queer, OH DEER

Monday, March 31, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Love
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