My Beard

I thought it was the silliest poem ever.  Every time I heard it I died laughing.  I loved it.  I recited it in front of my fourth grade class.  I had to practice over and over and over again so I could make it through without laughing...I didn't.  I knew it by heart and still do.  Here is how it goes...

My Beard

by Shel Silverstein

My beard grows to my toes,
I never wears no clothes,
I wraps my hair
Around my bare,
And down the road I goes.