McCormick Family Reunion
His eyes were green but no one noticed
Even though he was the only green-eye in the room.
His hair was red, but so were all of ours
We are McCormicks so it makes sense right?
The thing we were all noticing was his beard
The base appeared to be popsicle sticks and globs of glue.
Is it hard? Someone asked. He nodded furiously.
Is it a contest? Another relative interjected.
His brother came in wearing a similar beard
But with Barbie and Ken dolls glued on it
Their heads going in different directions.
Weird and weirder I thought.
Until their mother came in.
She had the ultimate beard.
She had interwoven a skull
And put in blinking eyes.
Since it was not my family reunion
I kept my mouth shut
Especially as my girlfriend
Was irritated now
She thought she was going
to win with orange witch
beard with the hissing black cat.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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