Hashtag

Wondering how a dark mustache
Came on the scene this early hour
As  one looked for word triggers?

A discarded hashtag , my dear man
Hits you on a high ocean of poems
Whose waves throw up surprises.

The mustache may have landed up
On a shore by a discarded hashtag
With a snicker under its darkness.

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