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Plastic Smile ©

by Deborah Lloyd
Scotland
1998

On your doorstep he does stand,
bulging suitcase in his hand.
On his face a sickly grin,
waiting to be asked right in.

He rattles off a big long speech,
whilst standing out there in the street.
He puts his foot against the door,
and starts his boring speech once more.

He shows you things that you can buy,
he's really being very sly.
He tries to charm you with his guile,
and slicked back hair, and plastic smile.


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