everytime i catch a glimpse of myself,
i can here you singing about me:
"You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
...
I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole
...
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
...
Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crockodile.
You're a foul one, Mr.
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