Some
smiles appear begrudging,
With the lips a zippered slit,
As if somebody were judging
If they’d part a little bit.
With the lips a zippered slit,
As if somebody were judging
If they’d part a little bit.
Some
smiles seem quite ironic,
Slightly turned up at the ends
And though possibly demonic,
Still, some happiness extends.
Slightly turned up at the ends
And though possibly demonic,
Still, some happiness extends.
Certain
smiles are full of mischief
And it’s mirth they do convey,
Like when cookies bake, one bliss whiff
Tells us joy is on the way.
And it’s mirth they do convey,
Like when cookies bake, one bliss whiff
Tells us joy is on the way.
Other
smiles are shy and quiet,
Not quite certain if they’ll stick,
But if someone else will buy it,
That will often do the trick.
Not quite certain if they’ll stick,
But if someone else will buy it,
That will often do the trick.
But
the best are smiles so sunny
That they light up someone’s face.
Those are worth much more than money
And not easy to replace.
That they light up someone’s face.
Those are worth much more than money
And not easy to replace.
You
can always gauge a smile
By the eyes, the lips, the teeth
And determine what the message is
That’s hiding underneath.
By the eyes, the lips, the teeth
And determine what the message is
That’s hiding underneath.
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