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Her smile as warm
as a summer’s day, fresh and lovely as the month of May Her eyes truly speak to your very soul yet her lips, though they smile sweetly, leave the story untold And as she sat for her artist’s hand, I wonder what she was thinking then? Did she even want to be there, looking for all the world as if she didn’t even have a care… Were they pure thoughts, merriment, candor, even sin? Oh, Mona Lisa, sweet Mona Lisa, the world knows you and when we see that “little smile” it makes us want to smile too
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