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Ugliest little boy	A
that everyone ever saw	B
That is what everyone said	C
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Even to his mother it was apparent	D
when the blue aproned nurse came into the	E
northeast end of the maternity ward	F
bearing his squeals and plump bottom	G
looped up in a scant receiving blanket	H
bending to pass the bundle carefully	I
into the waiting mother hands that this	J
was no cute little ugliness no sly baby waywardness	J
that was going to inch away	K
as would baby fat baby curl and	L
baby spot rash The pendulous lip the	E
branching ears the eyes so wide and wild	M
the vague unvibrant brown of the skin	N
and most disturbing the great head	C
These components of That Look bespoke	O
the sure fibre The deep grain	P
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His father could not bear the sight of him	Q
His mother high piled her pretty dyed hair and	L
put him among her hairpins and sweethearts	J
dance slippers torn paper roses	J
He was not less than these	J
he was not more	R
	-
As the little Lincoln grew	S
uglily upward and out he began	T
to understand that something was	J
wrong His little ways of trying	O
to please his father the bringing	O
of matches the jumping aside at	U
warning sound of oh so large and	L
rushing stride the smile that gave	V
and gave and gave Unsuccessful	W
	-
Even Christmases and Easters were spoiled	X
He would be sitting at the	E
family feasting table really	I
delighting in the displays of mashed potatoes	J
and the rich golden	Y
fat crust of the ham or the festive	Z
fowl when he would look up and find	A2
somebody feeling indignant about him	Q
	-
What a pity what a pity No love	B2
for one so loving The little Lincoln	Y
loved Everybody Ants The changing	O
caterpillar His much missing mother	C2
His kindergarten teacher	C2
	-
His kindergarten teacher whose	J
concern for him was composed of one	Y
part sympathy and two parts repulsion	Y
The others ran up with their little drawings	J
He ran up with his	J
She	I
tried to be as pleasant with him as	J
with others but it was difficult	D2
For she was all pretty all daintiness	J
all tiny vanilla with blue eyes and fluffy	I
sun hair One afternoon she	I
saw him in the hall looking bleak against	E2
the wall It was strange because the	E
bell had long since rung and no other	C2
child was in sight Pity flooded her	C2
She buttoned her gloves and suggested	F2
cheerfully that she walk him home She	I
started out bravely holding him by the	E
hand But she had not walked far before	R
she regretted it The little monkey	I
Must everyone look And clutching her	C2
hand like that Literally pinching	O
it	G2
	-
At seven the little Lincoln loved	H2
the brother and sister who	S
moved next door Handsome Well	I2
dressed Charitable often to him They	K
enjoyed him because he was	J
resourceful made up	J2
games told stories But when	Y
their More Acceptable friends came they turned	K2
their handsome backs on him He	I
hated himself for his feeling	O
of well being when with them despite	L2
Everything	O
	-
He spent much time looking at himself	M2
in mirrors What could be done	Y
But there was no	Y
shrinking his head There was no	Y
binding his ears	J
	-
Don t touch me cried the little	W
fairy like being in the playground	N2
	-
Her name was Nerissa The many	I
children were playing tag but when	Y
he caught her she recoiled jerked free	I
and ran It was like all the	E
rainbow that ever was going off	O2
forever all all the sparklings in	Y
the sunset west	P2
	-
One day while he was yet seven	Y
a thing happened In the down town movies	J
with his mother a white	L2
man in the seat beside him whispered	Q2
loudly to a companion and pointed at	U
the little Linc	O
THERE That s the kind I ve been wanting	O
to show you One of the best	P2
examples of the specie Not like	O
those diluted Negroes you see so much of on	Y
the streets these days but the	E
real thing	O
	-
Black ugly and odd You	S
can see the savagery The blunt	D
blankness That is the real	R2
thing	O
	-
His mother her hair had never looked so	Y
red around the dark brown	Y
velvet of her face jumped up	J2
shrieked Go to She did not finish	S2
She yanked to his feet the little	W
Lincoln who was sitting there	T2
staring in fascination at his assessor At the author of his	J
new idea	E
	-
All the way home he was happy Of course	J
he had not liked the word	Q2
ugly	I
But after all should he not	U2
be used to that by now What had	V2
struck him among words and meanings	J
he could little understand was the phrase	J
the real thing	O
He didn t know quite why	W2
but he liked that	U
He liked that very much	X2
	-
When he was hurt too much	X2
stared at	U
too much	X2
left alone he	I
thought about that He told himself	M2
After all I m	Y2
the real thing	O
	-
It comforted him	Q

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