My name means a lot to me,
My face, I cannot stand.
My chin, I cannot see,
As it is covered by growth of mainly fuzz.
My teeth, feel so disjointed,
My neck, to short to bob up,
My shoulders are never so broad,
And now I feel like a toad.
My belly seems to overgrow,
My thighs cannot make me stretch so hard and long,
And yet, my feet still keeps me standing high,
While unconsciously, I don’t know which way I’ll walk.
To me, I’m all there!
Not just bone, but Braun as well!
To me, I don’t really have a care,
What’s in a name, like mine?
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