Maybe this poem belongs in the memoir category. Whatta you think? Action/Thriller Maybe!

Wanna Bite?

Deep Lines on your face, make up won’t erase, There’s sure gotta be something wrong,
Where are your ears, looks like it appears, maybe they’re both all and gone,

All your pearly whites are gleaming so bright , I wish I had some of that kind,
Better keep that tooth jerker, he’s a miracle worker, I wish he was workin on mine,

Your eyes all crinkled and some what wrinkled, but both are looking so bright,
Sparkling and Shining with silvery lining, they’re just clear as sunlight,

What could be making, your whole head a shaking ,is that happiness pleasure?
A secret I bet where did you ever get such joy without measure,

Both hands clapping , both feet tapping, a warm glow feeling inside,
Loud sounds you are making your whole body shaking, your joy is in for a ride,

Could I be wrong, you ain’t singing a song, I better watch more, for a minute,
Now I don’t know, I see no happy glow and there sure ain’t no big grinning in it,

You must have a mind the seldom used kind plumb empty from what I can tell,
Green Carolina Reapers! sure ain’t no sleepers, they make the hot sauce From Hell ,

I hate to give you bad news, but from all reviews, for the rest of your life you’ll be knowing
The ones that you ate, top the pepper hot rate, and your misery is just gittin going !!