I love you because you're ugly,
Because chaps won't scorn me
For having your curve at hand,
So lonely girls won't loathe you,
For showing no interest,
Therefore I love you for your cavities,
And for the hills on your face,
For your insulting mouth and
And your warring black teeth,
I love you for your horrible armpits,
Your smoking eyeballs
And crooked eyebrows,
Your stiff and still buttocks
Are my bossom of content,
So when you rock your lagging rocks,
Know that them boys don't reverence
Any of my charms,
But still, I'll flaunt you ere queens,
To praise the hands of singledom!
I love you so because
My mother hates you!
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