Beard of Shit: By Brad Saunders. Full time Chef, part time drinker, part time poet.

I wear a beard of shit because it suits me well, and if your wondering I don’t mind the smell.

Having no beard would be but a disgrace, nothing to prove they’re no lies on this face.

I have mustache of mystery that tells stories of history. My mind is vast with little brains between.

I wear a beard of shit because it makes me feel mean.

I’m in a bad mood today, that’s why this poem is so¬†weird, you’d be in a bad mood too if you had a shit covered beard.