Chief Great Beard
An Ode to Chief Great Beard
There was this dude and he was the chief
Before he was the boss his name was Keith
He used to be just a regular guy in the tribe
That was before growing a beard he did decide
First his beard was ok then it was good then it was great
That was the point at which he took control of his fate
He became all that he was meant to be
He was a man destined to be wild and free
He rode around the place on a huge buffalo called Bill
And his hunting skills were so superb he always ate his fill
One time when he was in mortal combat with a rival tribe
His beard stopped some arrows from which he would surely have died
He left them in there as a reminder to one and all
That a beard can be the difference between life or your downfall
The End
