Saturday, October 19, 2013

More Beard Poem

Part One Here

Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards!
Oh! It was a topsy-turvy mixed-up world,
when the hero of beards was revealed to be a girl.
But she was sharp and quick and put the doubters to rest.
She met every challenge--she passed every test.
Melanie, Beard Warrior! had begun her quest.
Of all the adventurers--she was the best.

Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards!
But how would she prepare to go where she will?
She would consult the wisest old coot--Bill.
Bill advised her and he can advise you too.
Every idea he will carefully chew.
He knew the truth that the others tried to skew,
They don't think it be like it is, but it do.
Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards!
This is what Bill told Melanie to do
And I promise every word of it is totally true.
"You must go way up high, you must go way down low.
You must go where the hot and cold winds always blow.
Visit the tree that forgot how to grow.
Visit the beach where the sand grains glow."

Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards! Beards!
And Bill kept on talking, he had much to tell.
To remember it all, a young warrior would do well.
"You must find a flying machine and sail to a cloud.
You must find a sword that screams louder than loud.
Get a new hair-do and a shadowy shroud.
And cook up a meal that would make your gran-gran-grandad proud!"

2 comments:

crabeerd said...

They don't think it be like it is. But it do.

Favoritest line ever.

Andy Lawrence said...

Man, I'm glad you liked it. I told it to the kids and the room was silent. It was a disappointment. Gotta learn my audience though.