Mustache Poem

Last night, I hosted an event for "Mustaches 4 Kids", a charity in which volunteers grow mustaches over the course of a month in an effort to raise money for various charities.

I wrote the following poem, which I read over the soft playing of an instrumental version of the song "Have I Told You Lately". I hope you enjoy.


Mustache oh Mustache
You rest above my lips
Trimmed & perfect with curly tips

Mustache oh Mustache
At 15, with a whisper, you started to grow
And I wish I knew then what I now know

I was only a boy, but you made me a man
Helped me buy beer, when I should of been banned

So much, My heart has been broken
So many, "I love you"s have been spoken

But the women all leave after their ride
And it's you mustache, that stays by my side

Mustache oh Mustache
In the Fall, when the skies are grey & the leaves turn brown
Its you mustache that saves me from a frown

In the Summer, when the heat is all day
You shade my chin from the sun's intense ray

In the Winter, when the snowflakes fall
It's you mustache that keeps me warm most of all

And in the Spring, when the flowers do bloom
Its you that guides me to their sweet perfume

Mustache oh Mustache
Will you continue to shade my face forevermore?
To my mouth, the hallway, will you be it's front door?

Will you continue to collect my food like a dust pan?
To the ladies, will you show I'm a rugged man?

I never want cancer, cause off you would fall
It's you- it's you mustache I need most of all

With you below my nose, I'll never have fear!
So hang on forever & Soak up my beer!

Mustache oh Mustache
If you promise to always be there
I promise it's for you I will always care