The Always Ugly Duckling
The young ugly duckling,
as the story would go,
was cackled at-
cracked at-
hissed at-
by his siblings so.
As time began to pass,
his looks grew ever worse,
he struggled at school-
at home-
at church-
to where he even began to curse.
But soon the ugly duckling,
accepting of his fate,
began to love-
to accept-
to embrace-
His adorably ugly face.
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