Occasionally sexy, though my hair
is thin, on top, and broken spider-veins
tattoo my bulbous nose. My dark-eyed glare
has frightened strangers' children, which explains
the fact that I don't socialize, too much,
with parents. Not too heavy, though my gut
does stick out, some. My ass has fallen such
that it no longer calls to stags in rut.
I dress like James Arness, who played a creature
from outer space. My countenance reveals
a confluence of gene pools. My best feature,
however, is the light that face conceals.
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