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Facial Hair

I have finally grown a goatee Keep it trimmed and neat as can be Though some say it definitely isn’t me, I think it suits me to a tee. I tried for years to grow a beard It always turned out just as I feared Sparse, scraggly, needing to be sheared All my friends resoundingly jeered. Some think I’m hiding, in disguise I think my goatee makes me look wise It’s trimmed to just the right size Covering neither my eyes nor thighs. My goatee is particularly efficient At catching crumbs, it’s very proficient My bare upper lip seems sadly deficient For me, the goatee is certainly sufficient. Written December 3, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/6/2022 11:13:00 PM

This is all that matters "I think it suits me to a tee." - so it does.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 12/3/2022 2:32:00 PM

Lol, saves a bit of time in the morning, used to have a beard years ago, surprising how it keeps your face warm in winter. Tom

L Milton Hankins
Date: 12/3/2022 2:39:00 PM

Thanks, Tom. I figured what else have I to do with my time and growing it took almost no effort at all. Here in the states, we have something called No-Shave November. I think most men despise to shave!