moustache, moustache, you kept me warm
whilst other lips did quiver
bequeathed me friends from bars and farms
some cyclists, a hipster
moustache, my man, you hid my fear
my blemishes, my wrinkles
you frowned for me when I was down
and gave my smile a twinkle
moustache, alas, you faced a foe
a chasm seldom covered
an equal and opposing force
the scorn of my dear lover
moustache I loved, I set you free
no longer saving flavor
but one day you’ll return to me
to give my nose a neighbor
to give my nose a neighbor
-TG
Classic 🙂
I’m guessing you had shaved that puppy off, sad to see it go. Hope the move went well.
That stache rocks.