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If only makeup could speak...


It would say: For eyeliner, mascara, blush, and concealer, All there for girls appeasement And there magical purpose Remains to bring about disguise For eyeliner, mascara, blush, and concealer, Is our hero dear For eyeliner, mascara, blush, and concealer, Is our possession for work and play For eyeliner widens your perspective Blush gives a rush And mascara, lengthens our hopes, And concealer, cloaks our shade. Then every man kind of every clime, That hopes for less stress, Gives in to the temptation For concealer, mascara, eyeliner, and blush And all should love the feminine form, In bare, covered, and plastered. Where there is eyeliner, mascara, and concealer Then charm is dwelling too.
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