My face is a fright and my jacket's all wrong.
My breath is disgusting, there's mess up my nose.
My toenails are crusting up over my toes!
My kneecaps need cleaning, my pants have a hole.
I've really been meaning to shave that big mole.
I'd better get going—it's quarter to eight!
And ogres hate showing up late for a date!
He's dressed just right, and ready to rock. I'd date that manscaped ogre in a heartbeat!
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