Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Brian Tobin's Beard

A worried young man with a beard
Said, "My God, it's just as I feared--
Falls off when I swim--I lose it,
As well as my cap and swimsuit! 
When I grin they stay on,
Indeed, nothing is gone.
As your mayor, most fit,
I shall offer this writ: 
I would rather grin than bare it."


Editor's note:
     After reading this poor excuse for a poem, the sensitive mayor shaved and removed every trace of his hirsute appendage. We hope he grows it back soon. We would like to tweak it again.

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