The artistic gesture reflects in your face.
You hide it, chide it, tied it with a glow.
No one looks, but the vulture can see
How could you escape from his eyes!
you tossed your head, glad to watch the glee
While superiors are looking at back to make a copy
They unintentionally follow, you got boosted up
Laugh at them either ironically or whimsically.
Their ferocious imitation is your reflection
You know but hide, chide, tide with an intention.
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 1:27 PM UTC
The artistic gesture reflects in your face.
You hide it, chide it, tied it with a glow.
No one looks, but the vulture can see
How could you escape from his eyes!
you tossed your head, glad to watch the glee
While superiors are looking at back to make a copy
They unintentionally follow, you got boosted up
Laugh at them either ironically or whimsically.
Their ferocious imitation is your reflection
You know but hide, chide, tide with an intention.
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