He gazed upon the ugliest
Visage he ever saw
Examined long the grim complexion
Counting each and every flaw
Of imperfection staring back
Confronting him to face his fear
A shattered ego in the mirror
Mind exterior appearance
No epiphany yet clearer
So exemplified his weirdness
Recognizing who he was
Again, yet honored in its presence
Just a beastly man’s identity
For all the world to witness
And resistance to his charm
Was all together a futile trial
Goddesses of loveliness
Would beg to taste his smile
And his mastery of how to be
His he himself alone
And all the muses in their vanity
Henceforth set him in stone
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