Dis A Beard - Poem by Ima Ryma
Benny was chieftain of a tribe
That lived in the hot desert sands.
His beard, as Benny would describe,
Was buggy hot with those thick strands.
But, legend had it that the chief
Must wear a full beard or he would
Piss off the gods beyond belief,
And turn into stone where he stood.
Well, Benny did not buy this tale,
And cut off all his facial hair.
Then, Benny turned more than just pale.
Instead of him. a jug stood there.
The rest of the tribe then sure learned,
A Benny shaved is a Benny urned,
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