Jimmy Beardson

An Ode to Jimmy Beardson

When he started growing his beard he never thought
That it would become a home for creatures large and small
When their forest homes were turned to stumps
They found refuge within his bushy beardy clumps
As they snuggled deep and made their homes inside
Sinewy vines started to grow and climb and hide
The forest regenerated from deep within those hairs
A magical place where animals could forget their cares
Wherever Jimmy would go beard animal droppings would fall
And within them seeds for trees that would grow tall
Literally every step he would take another tree would rise
Good news for this land and a site to behold for the eyes

The End

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