One like mine with painted cheeks and lighted lips?
One of mirth and joy?
Or perhaps one of scowl and thunder
With sour frowns of jilted boys?

I have different faces for different days
One for work and one for play.

A face for eating ice cream floats,
another for slitting lovers' throats.

Each unique, yet each the same,
Each a face to face the day!

I wore this face just the other day.
See how it shines!
It's one of the finest I have (even though it really isn't mine).