Grey Beard
Why so careless?
Why so feared?
Sir, it's because of your long grey beard!
It's greasy
It's gross
I think I see a piece of toast
Tangled in that long grey beard.
It smells
It stinks
Why, you should dye it pink!
Oh, that long grey beard.
You've gone and dyed it pink
But it seems funny
Reminds me of the Easter Bunny.
Why, oh why, did you ever try
To dye that long grey beard?
I chuckled
I laughed
You tried to give it a bath.
But now you're feeling the wrath
Of that long grey beard.
It strangles
It chokes
Now it is no joke,
Your long grey beard.
You sat on the couch
With a slight slouch
You grew tired and old
While your beard grew mold.
You sat there for days
You sat there for years
You cried numerous tears
It seemed there was no hope
But then you exclaimed,
"How could I be such a dope?"
You ran to the store,
And bought some sheers
Then you yelled,
"Goodbye, long grey beard!"