I wish I was beautiful.
I wish I had pale, milky skin.
I wish I had hair that reached down to my waist - and was pitch black.
I wish I had dimples, like so many beautiful girls do.
I wish I had eyes that matched a bright, summer's sky.
A lovely bust, flat stomach, and curves in all the right places are what I dream of.
I wish the beauty on the inside reflected on the outside.
But it doesn't.
Instead of alabaster skin, it is brown and spotted with black marks.
Instead of long, luxurious hair, it is typical, shoulder-length - and unmanagable.
There are no dimples.
But there are dull, brown eyes.
There is no lovely bust
But there is a pudge on my abdomen.
There are no curves
And the beauty on the inside does not reflect on the outside.
But how I wish it did...

Liberty Egalite Fraternity
is like the fable of the Fox
The Goose and the bag of
Grain.

The Fox will eat the Goose
and the Goose, the grain.

A farmer had to take all 3
across the river in a boat
with a hole, so, one at a time.

First he takes the Goose and
comes back for the Fox.

When he docks, he leaves the
fox and brings the Goose back
over again.

This time he returned with
only the bag of grain.

He then went back empty
and collected the Goose.

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Liberty Egality Fraternity
are of the same compatibility.

All foreigners in France live
in fear, most are too scared
to admit it, because Liberty
left France in a boat with a
hole and the Americans decided
that La France could keep the
other two parts of the unmanagable
trilogy.