Flawless as a flea market

I’m as flawless as a flea market, as perfect as an imp If I were any more unscathed I’d be jungle chimp My cheeks a tad rosey, my hair a curly mess Ask just about anyone they’d say I’m the best dressed I’m the cream of the crop, I’m the bees knees, People asked me where I’m from and I said “I came from god’s sneeze!” Why, I couldn’t be more flawless if sculpted from marble by Michelangelo himself, That is, if Michelangelo wanted to sculpt a chubby looking elf. I’m as flawless as a garbage dump, as perfect as they come, The thing about the flawless is, there is not such a one.