The Bearded Lady took a bow
Although she longed to curtsey,
The audience clapped louder now
And whistled without mercy.
She smiled and when she left the ring
Trapeze artists took their places,
She sat beside the monkey king
And looked up at their faces.
Maria swung and triple-flipped;
Her pretty smile unfaltered.
The Bearded Lady sat tight-lipped
And wished she could be altered.
The beard, though entertaining, was
A nuisance when eating
She kept her head out of the warmth
For fear of overheating.
She hated people being shocked
At her feminine gender
For just like every woman
She too was loving and tender.
On this day she did decide
To win the heart of Mike
The Ring Master who could ride
A lion like a bike.
So out the Big Top, Beardy went
And found the sword-swallower’s blade
She took some foam from the clown’s cream pie
And with the two she made
A shaving kit to solve her woes
To de-fuzz her hairy chin
While she was at it she shaved her toes
Then took a deep breath in.
The crowd applauded Mike’s display,
A flame juggling dance
But the clapping stopped and jaws dropped
As Beardy took her chance
To kiss her man who whispered then
“My lady I desire you
For seven years I’ve loved your beard
(But now I’ll have to fire you)”
So that was it, the beard was shaven
The Lady got her catch,
They lived together in marital haven
With moustaches to match.