Grimace with the pain, my dear.
It's just another day, my dear.
It is quite a shame, I hear,
that you weren't born prettier.
Cut your hair and change you ways, my dear.
It's what we've all been saying, my dear.
before they all sneer,
at the way you appear.
Oh look at that smile, my dear.
so beautiful and perfect, my dear.
on the inside I bet you cheer,
my dear.
It is quite a shame, my dear.
you're life was so perfect, my dear.
Living like a barbie on this sphere,
but you jumped in front of a truck, I hear,
and on the road your body parts smear,
my dear...
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