Hailey

Your smile lets you prance, no fear of being caught , by samart guarded chit chat, , let all the bean counters, show you what is bought, take a good look around, life's about what's chanced, might sing yourself hoarse, but never lose your balance, shoo away from my rants say they make you fraught, always one for glib answer, steady your eyes and ask, why is everyone so taut, drink from a sourball flask, you'll regret such lapses, when you work the score, talk to me at least. state you'll never dance, but like so many noughts what you need is balance, or remain frozen.