F.2 Poem - Girls
Smile By Matthew Sweeney

Smile, go on, smile!
Anyone would think, to look at you,
that your cat was on the barbecue
or your best friend had died.

Go on, curve your mouth.
Take a look at that beggar,
or that one-legged bus conductor.
Where’s your cross?

Smile, slap your thigh.
Hiccup, make a horse noise,
lollop through the house,
fizz up your coffee.

Take down your guitar
from its air-shelf and play
imaginary reggae
out through the open door.

And smile, remember, smile,
give those teeth some sun,
grin at everyone,
do it now, go on, SMILE!