It's surprising you know, but you must agree,
There's not many men that like me.
My eyes for example one brown one blue,
Even my ears are out of true.
My nose is stuck in an awkward place,
It is right in the middle of my ugly face.
My legs are bandy and rather short,
I'm blessed with pidgeon toes.
I know that it is not my fault,
That's just the way it goes.
My arms are small my hands are stubby,
With finger nails that are always grubby.
When I go to Heaven I will certainly complain
And refuse to come back on Earth again.