All's right before, so never mind
A certain awkwardness behind;
For sure, when you present your front,
No eye can see a blemish on't.
With merry and good-humour'd folk,
Treat it, Oh treat it as a joke,
And if, by chance, you meet a fool
Who turns it into ridicule,
Tell him you'd rather have the feature,
Coarse as it is, than his ill-nature.