Pogonophile - I am that mad boy 🧔

I recall those days,

Rubbed the stubble of our father,

Why was coarse,

Thought and may be overthought,

Touched my face yes touched,

But the bro sprouted after 16,

And named it 'BEARD' upon the up-lip,

Yeah, I know it's a moustache for you!

16 old mad I called it full beard,

Mad boy mad boy obsessed with a full beard,

Now not 16 I'm in my twenties,

Look at other vicenarians,

More beard than you,

The hand would come to,

The face and tells me,

Ask for the therapies,

They are already had,

Mad boy mad boy obsessed with a full beard,

Pogonophile why not? I am that mad boy,

Member of a beard club,

Member of a stubble club,

Member of a bristles club,

Member of a whisker club,

I'm on the journey,

Growing those tuskers,

Having classy growing,

say bye to 16,

Mad boy mad boy obsessed with a full beard.