The Beard
(Limerick )
His beard was as white as pure snow
And look'd like the Santa that you all know
He washes it with rice
And keeps it so nice
And each day rubs it hard to make grow!
Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
Copyright2014
September, 8, 2014
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