A Real Chin Scratcher

I scratch my chin while i sit and ponder And i wonder about that poetess way down yonder Shes far away So many miles Filled with so many poetic styles But now shes asked me to make her smile. But what kind of smile im not quite clear Is it one from ear to ear Or maybe just a smirk i fear Oh dear Oh dear I must take care whats written here. I know that this will sound absurd But should I attach two cranes upon these words And fasten to the corners of her cheeks And hoist them upwards as she reads. But maybe thats just a way to cheat And it might just make her grit her teeth Maybe ill send it with chocolates And a yellow rose or a music box with a ballerina dancin on her toes I just dont know So ill sit and ponder a little while About means and ways to make her smile That poetess down yonder across the miles For PD's make me smile contest