Ode to Fur

(to the tune of Carry on My Wayward Son)

Go away you wayward hair
What you doing in my ear?
Gonna pluck you out of there.
Don't you grow no more!

What is it about age = increased fur? At the same time your eyes are getting weaker, you're expected to focus on little (sometimes not-so-little) hairs growing out of your ears? It's not like there's any depth perception possible, either. For my money, this is proof that there is no god, or there's no reason to worship him/her.