Allan Terry Poet Ballade

Cisslaz Grin

Smiling made her tired
I feared a frown was all
she could spare.
More than same than
different
what would
 cause a person
to ask
Might she labor to
 have discussion
one might think
 she was  making
him feel specials.
Yet to warn those
who didn't know her well
those who knew
 her first would warn
When she makes you feel as if
you are number one
her first chose
or someone specail
she will crush your thoughts
she'll darken the brightest
day with her
meanest
and make the prettiest
flower coil.
her grin could turn milk into
clavor, curds and whey
she could sour a bag of
sugar
a glare turns to an 
evil stear
you'll turn your head as a looker
when she grins run away
spare your feeling man
she is mean and uncaring
only a fool would like her kind

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