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A Beard
RVS (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

A Beard

A face full of whiskers hanging about
doing nothing much, but looking around.

Little white ones and little black ones
popping in and out, like salt and pepper
on sauerkraut.

What am I talking about? Surely you can
tell!

It's what is commonly called a beard.

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