HALF SMILE HALF FULL
The more it curves
Concave to the eyes
The less it swerves
I realize
It's what's inside
Said the fly
Who dwells
In the place
That he
May lie
But to lie is to lay
As friends become frayed
And afraid are they
Who give the pot a stir
Because as Willy Wonka
Once said
HAVE A GOOD DAY SIR!
JRC
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