Keeping it light

The Fall looms in the mind of a pedagogue. Yes, both kinds of Fall.

In celebration (or lament), here's a little ditty in praise of my wonted guise.

On Beard

Oh Beard,

let us never part again.

Behind you I am safe.

You hide me

better than hypocrisy.

And when I chafe,

let only bristles of the brain

be sheared.