Let people think
Let people feel
In real
That your smile has
Unique style
You wear no deserted look
Or give artificial fluke
It become apparent
When you present
Give simple appearance
With love's essence
Say hello with grace
And then smilingly face
One may fail
To avail
and judge
Own cage
So bother for no style
But go for natural
As it may shoot you back
With friendship hand and sweet cake
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So bother for no style But go for natural As it may shoot you back With friendship hand and sweet cake