The Disparaging Look

You need correction, tired of your insurrection, perhaps you missed out on decent distribution, however, all is not lost, give you one more chance, you'll know it's time when I give you a disparaging glance. A disarming smile can make you run a mile, make you pause, reflect within, take stock a while; there's enough to deal with, harassment, sexual pests, why is it that some men are obsessed with breasts? The Mona Lisa destroyed everything you had to say, there was no reply, digging for reprieve from yesterday; agrreement would be astonishing instead of admonishing, I'm hoping you'll realize that there's something missing. 'Let me take you, let me take you to the dance,' you'll know it's time when I give you one more chance.