Robert M Smith
Faced By A Face - Poem by Robert M Smith
Faced by a face we say grace
Grateful for being a skull
Hair from toe to top
Nice blue eyes looking at a nose
Lovely smile few missing teeth
All white except when we eat.
Faced by a face a top hat on one
A plum in the mouth
Whose going to win the next race
He's in disgrace secret lunch
With a woman who was late
Now both are looking surprised.
Faced by a face just looking intently
At a fly on the waiter's pate
Him not her thinking whose in control
My brain or hers the one with real furs
He's a neuroscientist she's a cutting type
Now the fly is on the table.
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