let your smile be your umbrella
let your grimace be your shoe
let your smirk be your sombrero
and you'll find a love that's true
let your frown be your long underwear
and your sneer your pocketbook
let your grin be your ballet shoe ribbonthen you'll know you're off the hook!
I thought of this poem in my sleep last night and wrote it down when I woke up this morning! A good birthday poem!
(You have to stomp and clap to the fiddle and banjo, and join in on the chorus)