Hey Mona Lisa, I've got a secret-
I'll whisper it, you'll never tell.
I know by your smile you've some of your own,
And are practiced at keeping them well.
Dear Mona Lisa, I know that you've heard
Your share of the barely breathed truths-
I know I can trust you, for your lips are sealed,
Your opinion on these things is moot.
Sweet Mona Lisa, my secret is this:
I do not envy your grin,
My heart is too full to wish for a smirk,
My joy shows in each picture I'm in.
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