Anchor Beard Angus

An Ode to Anchor Beard Angus

It was a dark and stormy night when Angus was born
And the boat he was on lost its anchor in a storm

The boat drifted away and was smashed on the rocks
And they all lost their shoes and even their socks

He vowed to never have a repeat of that fate
So he collected many anchors like a good ole sea mate

Any time he needed one from his beard he’d reach
Toss it into the sea and then do a dance on the beach

The End