My Lady's Smile

My Lady fills with pregnant pause
And viciously her nostrils sigh.
She sideways-glances at the cause
And gives to me her best shit-eye.

My Lady does not care for farts
Or joke with words unfit for church
Or any talk of body parts
That might her lily ears besmirch.

My Lady smiles at everything,
Politely pleased is her disguise.
Her gnashing teeth are all hiding
'Neith crescent lips and sideways eyes.