Oh, those helpful little horribles We all know so well, Those revolting little habits That we are loath to tell. For after all , Wouldn 't we rather Eliminate them from our repertoire And remain as always, full of savoir? But hug your helpful horribl es Because they' re here to stay. To whisper little somethings In special awful ways. Those little helpful horribles That ride upon ourselves Our grotesqu e and ugly little elves . If we pushed them off How could we see ourselves? Without these litt'.e handles so easily seen How woul d we even notice our true being? So pat one in the morning Before you go to work, Who else will tell you daily You're a jerk ? Who else is going to tell you You're a jerk?
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