Just a heads up, this is a poem for kids and it requires illustrations i have in my head. It's about Gibb's mustache from NCIS, which i can't stand....
That Mustache
Man I hate that mustache
The way it sits
Atop his lips
I wish he would attach
Anything else
To his lip shelf
I'd rather see a lamp
Nestled deep
In his nose crease
Or maybe even a camp
Of at least
Ten wildebeest
If he put a smelly sweater
Under his nose
I suppose
I'd prefer it much better
Than the hair
Already there
I wish he'd shave it away
But then who
Would it go to?
I guess it'll have to stay
So I'll just laugh
At his mustache
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