BEARDED

Then there was the
bearded snowflake
who knew he would
die alone

In the vast ocean of
time, he had but a
limited purpose and
span

But melt he did not, nor
whisk or fall, but he
grew a beard and he
shone

While his kind fell on
tongues in the bliss that is,
he calmly decided to
outlive man.

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