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Bernard had a lovely beard

He kept it nice and clean

He’d bathe it with conditioner

It brought up quite a sheen

He’d trim it, stroke it, wax it, poke it

Comb and brush and preen

Until the day he got it caught

In a slice and dice machine

Last one on the shift that night

Alone there in that place

They found the mince mix on a tray

With a pound of Bernard’s face


Published by crispinunderfelt

All round good egg. Humanist and red wine drinker.

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