When I go outside to mingle in the snowMy head looked like a globe
Ain't no hair on it at all
Do I buy a wig?
Should I grow a beard
And comb it upwards
And around my ears?
When the snow it hits my temple
I want to rush home
Put on the kettle now
And warm my little brain
And bald head
I'm too cold to know if I'm alive or dead
- Devendra Banhart
Illustration by Shel Silverstein for the poem "My Beard"
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