How you wrote

You are a notorious and naughty person
You love both cursin’ a swearin’
You look like a crane.
Bei mir bist du shayn:
Because you’ve still got your hair on.

You have eyes like pools of  spring rain,

with a certain proud disdain.

Despite woe and pain,
Bei mir mist du shayn,
Because you’ve still got your brain

You have ears like small sideplates.
And you guzzle like a goat.
Your hair is a mane
Bei mir du shayn
Because I liked how you wrote