He had such quiet eyes ..
She did not realise ..
They were two pools of lie ..
Layered with thinnest ice ..
To her those quiet eyes ..
Were breathing desolate sighs ..
Imploring her to be nice ..
And to render him paradise ..
If only she'd been wise ..
And had listened to advice ...
Never to compromise ..
With pleasure seeking gugs ..
She'd be free from "the hows and whys" ..
Now here's a bit of advice ..
Be sure that nice really means nice ..
They sou'll never be losing at dice ..
Though you may lose your heart once or twice ...
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