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Guess prettypretty people look the same
The ethnic bin or country batch our foil
Our lipgloss rouge and waxes rather lame
The rest of us in honoured reverence but toil
The benchmarks symmetry and who may blame
The painters who in beauty ban all roil
Those smoothing souls stroke features fine acclaim
The pigment based in water or in oil
My Pip is prettypretty powder puff
And eyelash curlers set the once aside
In flattering lamplight her arms held wide
A breathless paen to beauty bar a buff
My cheeks burn childishly its more a crush
Pips cheeks exhibit but a fine wine flush
Chorus crush infatuation obsession