And half my face is not,
My beauty half-masked
By the abominable dot.
I go to him for a solution,
He says it's just a blot,
There's no escape from admonition,
No escape for half a beauty spot.
Some of it is upward blemished
Some of it is dented at the knot
But even with half a freckled face
I must receive what I've sought.
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