Just not beautiful enough

not your voice, selkie
not its range from depths to air
not its wave pitch rolling
not your guitar playing
not your skills of pick and pluck
not your rock
not your written song, lullaby, shanty
not your smile, pearly
not your wit, seal wife
not your folk
not your presence
not your abalone sparkle
but your hips, your real fur-sloughed hips
will stop you being a star.