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| Thank you for dropping by! Before you go any further, note that this site has almost nothing to do with beards. Instead you will find abstract and creative poetry and art. Feel free to roam the site and critique the content, with or without profuse verbal exclamations. And keep in mind that none of the content is meant to be offensive unless you converse with sandwiches, etc.
9/16/2005winter stalks this land
it is getting colder, and that's a fact. hurray for little snow angels made in haste, hot drinks, bundled clothing and those itchy sweaters your grandma made for you because she cares.
let's all give an adopt a beard "howdy" to newcomer Sophie Jones. dearest Sophie, bless her heart, has contributed 2 poems to the site. note the occasional line contains an extra dose of pizazz. My Ears Are Hurting Endless Poem (It Seems) i would also like to add to the collection with a poem of my own, The Saskatchewan Matador. it encorporates an awkward rhyme scheme inspired by Lord Alfred Tennyson (who is not awkward). his poem, which you might well have heard of and/or studied, is "the lady of shalott." posted by Hamnet at 5:58 PM 0 Comments:
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