The Man Without a Thyroid

[poblana_wannabe]

Breathes there a man with soul so dead
who never to himself hath said,
"This is my beard, my very own!
See to what length it hath (groan)!
Matted, thick, with corn and pone."
If such there breathe, go mark him well,
for within his neck no goiter dwell,
for were it there, his neck would be
bereft of hair. Just like me."

-RG's "The Man Without a Thyroid" (with apologies to Sir Walter Scott)