Another song

Hi all!
Since my last song went down well I've decided to compose you another

There was a young man on the Broth
Who when he encountered a moth
Would stop and stare
And stroke his hair
Saying "I wish my face were made out of cloth"

There was a girl called JB
A beauty for all to see
But when she got mad
She turned dreadful bad
And drew unflattering pictures of PP!
(on her PC)