Don't Smile
Don't grin, smirk, snicker, sneer, beam, glow, simper, giggle, laugh, chuckle, chortle, or smile :)
⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️
Use this product at peril of your own
Risks of Addiction for all have been shown
It's as contagious as any disease
Especially whenever one says cheese
It's been known to affect thousands it's true
And often will stick to your face like glue
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⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️
The side effect list is quite alarming
Others may find you extremely charming
Spontaneous fits may disrupt your day
As giggles and joy can't be held at bay
The user, oft plagued by friendship and fun,
May radiate warmth like unto the sun
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⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️
Prolonged use may lead to permanent woes
Your eyes may resemble the feet of crows
Burdens may lighten and stress disappear
Reducing your worries, anger, and fear
Your sojourn on earth may e’en grow longer
And bonds with others can become stronger
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⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Warning ⚠️
Product is not for those grumpy or mean
Oft is mistaken for mischief in teens
If you’re pregnant talk to the doc today
As babes may bond to the user straightway
Report loud laughter and unexplained bliss
As smiles can truly be quite dangerous
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A. J. Schoenfeld
I only write about the real world. But if you look close enough, you'll see there's magic hiding in plain sight everywhere.
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♥️After reading all those Action Verbs telling me what not to do, I felt like I was entering a ceremony through your use of Epizeuxis, that triple 'Warning' was so effective! I was both terrified and intrigued to read on. ♥️I love the Reverse Psychology here; I couldn't help but smile when I reached the word 'cheese.' The Couplet Rhymes give the poem such a vibrant vibe. It reminded me of a time I was alone in my room laughing for no reason, your line about 'spontaneous fits' brought that exact joy back to me.
Oh, the rhythm and joy that brought!!! Thank you :)
Hahahahahaha this was funny and creative. Loved it!