The Prettiest Feather, or the Straightest Quill
Oh, such a pretty face I wish my words could be as lovely She's such a pretty thing words mean nothing if I can't shake my own stilted airs and affected stylings, like she does when she wears next to nothing
Oh, such a pretty face I wish my words could be as lovely She's such a pretty face, oh my words, They mean nothing She's such a pretty thing Wearing next to nothing