Beauty is a blessing

Beauty is a curse

Beauty gives you a free ride

On a road with no bus

Beauty is the reason

There's money in her purse

Beauty gives you the pride

That doesn't come with being a dunse


Beauty is like fire

It's beautiful yet it burns

When you look at the face of one so pretty it hurts

Beauty is the desire

Of girls whose faces make your stomach turn

For them, it's being in a race

Where the last is left to rot


Beauty drives men crazy

Beauty makes women vain

Beauty is like a frenzy

In which there's both pleasure and pain

Beauty is an art

Mastered by one alone-the creator

Beauty is from the heart

Deep down there where all is pure.