Ghost Beard by S.W. Black Copyright © 2017 S.W. Black. Some Rights Reserved. Creative Commons Attribution License.
The last time I was clean shaven I had this crazy dream. I dreamed that a ghost beard came to me.
That beard was fuzzy. That beard was cute. And it crawled, creeping all on me.
What do you do when you're visited by a beard? What do you do when you're visited by a ghost? And what, oh what could I do that day when I was visited by a ghost beard.
That ghost beard crawled on me. Scritchity, scratchity at my feet. Demanding I wake up and see it with my waking eyes.
I did not know what it desired! I did not know how it could fly! And yet it hung there in the sky. Making me look at it. Look at it until I cried.
What do I do when I'm visited by a ghost? What do I do when I'm visited by a beard? What do I do when I'm visited by a ghost beard? What do I do? Who can I call?
Now you know I do not shave my face. I don't shave my arms or my legs. In fact that razor would be a big disgrace. So it touches me nowhere.
Now when I dream of that lovely, ghostly beard it sings to me happy beardy songs! It praises me for my hairy body. It sings to me until my dream is done.