Do You Like What You See In the Mirror
Are you happy with the face you were born with
Do you cringe at your sordid reflection
Take heart my dear friend, could be a lot worse
We all have minor imperfections
There are some of us with big oversized honkers
And some have these sticky out ears
Eyes that are crossed and foul smelling breath
Who haven't had friends in years
People often say “we'll call you next week”
But next week never seems to get here
Could it be they're just trying hard to avoid me
With my belly that's seen too much beer
But the bottom line is we are all quite unique
No one has a claim on perfection
We don't have a choice with how we turn out
It's totally about natural selection
So now I feel better bout my funny appearance
No more need to cover it with a beard
Had this face fuzz since nineteen sixty-two
Without it would feel a bit weird
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2020
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