Originally Posted by
Tubthumper
The question's asked, have I got beard
I think that's very sad
An ageing lady like myself
Hirsute of chin like lad?
I am posessed of chin that's cleared
Of whiskers and of stubbly beard
I pluck out each that has appeared
So does that make me bad?
Who on our org might have a chin
That's covered up with moss
Who of our pals that post a lot
Hides food amongst the dross
Now I consider on our board
One bloke that just can't be ignored
That's Drunken Duck who high has soared
Of Nimrod he was boss
Then Little John who says he's clean
His chin looks like fresh bap
His wife's chapped thighs won't stand the itch
She gave him such a slap
And packed him off to have a shave
An ultimatum woman gave
No fun for matrimonial slave
The poor wee hen-pecked chap
Ducati rides a motorbike
In every kind of weather
He likes to dress with chains and stuff
To decorate his leather
He's Judas Priesties greatest fan
Gets dressed right up when'er he can
Like Village People biker man
Gets tickled with a feather
But maybe Fred has chin of hair
And beard in which you could
Conceal a bear of medium size
If close to chest it stood
In band he plays piano hot
His whiskers covered in fresh snot
Get stuck in keys and jam the lot
And surely spoil the mood
But back to me, a damsel fair
Before we come to blows
I wear clean pants, I wax my legs
Put polish on my toes
What makes you think I have some hair
That sticks right out of anywhere
(Apart from those that hide down there)
Except from out my nose