Classic Poem

Many a fairer face than yours,
Many a keener mind,
Many a girl with added lure
Isn't hard to find.

Yours no face to launch a ship,
Yours no lovely tress;
Downy cheek or carmine lip
You do not possess.

Yours is not the charm of youth;
Yours nor grace nor wit.
And I — since you want the truth —
Don't like you a bit.

Many a fairer face than yours,
Many a keener mind,
Many a girl with added lure
Isn't hard to find.

Yours no face to launch a ship,
Yours no lovely tress;
Downy cheek or carmine lip
You do not possess.

Yours is not the charm of youth;
Yours nor grace nor wit.
And I — since you want the truth —
Don't like you a bit.