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a Clown

The Bearded Lady is on the stage A genetic fluke, how do you gauge How did she grow her hairy face man, beast or simply a hairy race If her face is real, is her body too beneath clothes and a face like you Getting hair to grow by what means Start a new life and leave this scene Is there a drug to make hair be seen pills or injections, I could be a Jean Sadly some people change their life Thinking it will end all pain and strife In view a bearded women, all can see Inside your as hidden as a man can be What kind of man hides beneath a skirt I'll join the circus, as clown named Bert "Circus" contest 5-10-2012

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