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There is a birthmark on my neck.
In the shape of a crown it is.
All my life it's given me heck,
Getting stared at, nobody's biz!
Maybe I do overreact
To this feature by birth designed.
Maybe I should just face the fact
It's only ugly in my mind.
To try to put my mind at ease,
I go to a doctor to check
If there's any sort of disease
About this crown that's on my neck.
The doctor pulls her collar down,
And on her neck, a birthmark crown.
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