Your bad charms

 

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You inconsiderately beautiful person.

Stand there. I want to be insulted once again

By your bad charms. With every charm, they worsen:

That lazy lovable hair-bed smell of men;

Your bed-hair look. Your undeserving gait,

Your rogue design and all your surly warnings.

I spurn the idle lover, idle mate,

The unimpressive record of your mornings.

You utter bum. Don’t shoulder-shrug your duties

So broadly. The very world’s your stupefaction.

In working days your unindustrious beauties

Work me to harm, to restless rude distraction.

And by the wasted night do I discover

The fierce perfections foist upon your lover.

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