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Itchin' To Be His Friends

Skids McDaw demanded to have a beard
a desire that some thought weird.
It was ugly, scary
and made people wary
of creatures it hid that they feared.

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Jan Allison

June 27, 2017 at 8:54 PM

ha ha ha I see you are back with another humourous gem Paul - I am not a great fan of beards, you often see that folks could have another meal on what gets trapped in those hairs lol:-) hugs Jan xx

Paul Schneiter

January 4, 2019 at 11:37 AM

Obviously, I'm still behind in acknowledging comments. Apologies (again). I agree with you: Beards are fermented food factories. In my rash, reckless youth, I tried to grow one. The result was terrifying (Health Dept. came after me--or should have). Hugs xxx . Paul

Paul Schneiter

June 13, 2017 at 6:46 PM

Thanks, Daniel, for your comment. Apparently, Skids didn't know how to care for a beard. Your beard looks wonderful. I appreciate your "welcome back" note . . . nice to be in the company of choice people such as you. All the best.

Daniel Turner

June 13, 2017 at 8:49 AM

I've had a beard since I was 15. As long as you keep them short and groomed they look nice:) Nice limerick, Paul. Haven't seen you in a while, Great to see you again:)

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