O that I were myself? Of course I am Who else could I possibly want to be? No one rocks a morning mirror like me (and probably no one wants to do so)
My beloved mother said I was special (I think that was a compliment β maybe?) And youβre pretty nifty yourself, you know - I like the cut of your metaphorical jib
And we are ourselves, of course we are - Eccentrics together, following a star!