but my hair was fair (with a kiss-curl at the front)
my skin was pale bluish-pink
(called 'white' ha! ha!)
and I resisted what I was taught to think,
and my beard’s now dirty silver
and my
house is home to much dog-hair.
(Or fur, if you prefer.)
And I smell delightful
and am disabusingly blunt.
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