Askance - Poem by Stanley Cooper
“I looked askance” they told me
It’s what they say I do
But how to look askance, yet see
I really have no clue
Do I look askance with just one eye?
If so, is it the left eye or the right?
Do I look that way when I tell a lie
Or before I pick a fight?
Do both my eyes come into play
When I’m looking so askance?
Do I look that way when I go astray
When seeking new romance?
If they would just explain to me
Their look-askance assessment
I could more sympathetically
Look askance with more contentment
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