Such a misused word it seems
So sad it is to me
To call one such,
Them call it a fuss
Over sensual looks
Never their inner most hooks
Though I never have given attent
To such things with which I'm not content

I never stop to stare at size
I only ever look to eyes
Into that sympathetic smile
Instead of what's the latest style
When I say pretty then,
You could say I look outside of them
But doesn't beauty go more far
Then covering yourself in tar

Anyone can look good on the out
Just paint your face and have some clout
But to be truly beautiful throughout
Show me intentions that are devout
Show me you have some dignity
Yes tis your choice, which will it be
How you go about society
Tells me far more about your beauty

When I...