Kirsty Hawkshaw Smile
There is a smile of love
There is a smile of deceit
There is a smile of smiles
In which these two smiles meet
There is a frown of hate
And there is a frown of frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain
For it sticks in the hearts deep core
And it sticks in the deep back bone
And no smile that ever was smiled
But only one smile alone
That betwixt the cradle and the grave
There only one can be
But when it once is smiled
There's an end to all misery
