God! that thing the man’s got going on his upper lip!
Have you seen it lately? He needs to get him a grip
on his realities. Yeah, I heard, don’t get me wrong,
he’s got the voice for the Tennessee Ernie Ford song
they’ve asked of him, and I get it, he’s to do the role
the whole evening’s event, the accent and the whole
pea-pickin’ Southern gentleman charm right on down
to the alcoholic in search of redemption that’ll drown
his old ghosts at the bottom of a shot glass as deep
as his coal miner growl, “sow what you wish to reap”
as he’d be quick to close it all out in an altar prayer.
OK but taking it all to the extreme of that facial hair?
On him it looks as evil as some would have us think
he is when not in character as but singing for his drink.
The very night after his performance, I’ve no doubt,
he’ll shave it clean or better yet begin growing it out.