For years I wore a beard, it's now turned rodent gray,
the revelation came; a friend who is quite gay
suggested time would show more kindness to the face
and folks would welcome me, back to the human race.
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A razor sharp poem Herbert. We are always fighting the ageing war, and there is always something that will do better than the things we had before, be it machines, objects, creams, exfoliators etc., etc., Where will it all end. Everything is a close shave these days. Ha! Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
Sweetheart, you are the most human-race-member I know.... and this is of course an erudite flowing work of art. t x
Excellent.Your poems are so rich and amusing Herbert. I don, t know that I would admit to a beard of Rodent grey though. Yuk. Regards Ann