Mole-In-Law

There's a face beside my mother-in-law's mole It even tries to talk to me I think the face has taken control That poor mole's in misery Side by side like siamese twins But the mole is kind cute The face however is as ugly as sin Like some kind of infected root That mole needs to get that face removed It's a cancer with really bad breath It's hidieous with hair everywhere And it scares small children to death A mole can be called a beauty mark But that face no beauty is found It looks like somebody dug it up Like a corpse deep under ground Now I'm not saying my mother-in-law's ugly Even though that's what I said I just wish my wife's mother Could be that mole instead