If You Are Nice, And

I Sleep Completely Naked To Make Me Believe You Are Here, But When I Wake Up It Is Not The Same Thing. Most Of All, Don't Deceive Me With Other Women Any More.

I Would Prefer To Have A More Appealing Job. If I Could Still Change Careers, I Would Prefer It. This Unfortunate Art Is Made For Long Beards And Ugly Faces Rather Than For A Relatively Well-endowed Woman.

It Is In Fact Agreed That I Am The Plague, The Cholera Of The Benevolent And Generous Men Who Are Interested In Art And That, When I Show Myself With My Plasters, Even The Emperor Of The Sahara Would Flee.

You Know What Black Hatred Women Feel Toward Me As Soon As They See Me, Until I Return Inside My Shell, They Use Every Possible Weapon. As Soon As A Generous Man Tries To Help Me Out, A Woman Is Here To Hold His Arm And Prevent Him From Acting.

My Countrymen Have Commissioned A Bust Of The Republic. It Will Be Placed On The Fountain Of My Native Town.