Don't give me that face!
Your perfect look
Don't make my imperfection erase
For I cannot live without the crook
It gives me a perfect image like an armour
For me to be a charmer

Oh yes ..she used to be the sweetest
Found in elite groups..outgoing
I sometimes hid behind her stirts
Whilst she carried a tamed fearful brain..

Don't give me that brain!
Thinking i am learning
But nothing but your drain
Set me loose into you
Ur shyness, anger and a few
That only I can value

Laugh with all your pity
Run with all your stupidity..
But don't you ever give me
Your pretty face
Your deceptive display