BALLAD TO AN UGLY DUCKLING

There once was a lass
Who had always felt she was
An ugly duckling
That the townsfolk were jeering.
Pained and traumatized,
At that early age she realized
It will be her life's quest
Her beauty to be the best.
And so she toiled, day and night
Moved mountains with all her might
She earned and saved every dollar
'Til she had enough for a complete make-over.
And so twenty years came to pass
And the ugly duckling little lass,
Thanks to so many nip and tuck,
Has now matured into an ugly duck!
 
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