What?
What did you say?
S-M-I-L-E?
What's that?
OUCH!
Stop pinching up the corners of my mouth! It hurts!
Now they're numb! Gosh!
What? Of course I can't do that!
Are you crazy? I'm not as flexible as you are!
My mouth feels strange...
Oh!
I'm s-m-i-l-i-n-g!
Wow, I haven't done that in ages...literally...
Other people will think I'm weird if I practice, sheesh!
Now, really? I don't believe you.
Not everyone can be as physically able as you to smile...
I'm still sure no one smiles anywhere as much as you do.
What's the point, anyway?
Not as if I'm ever gonna need to use it,
Or have a chance to use it.
Doesn't really do anything much, anyway,
Other than make your face feel funny.
I'm never gonna have the time to, in any case...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem