Some faces shine
Like a tea pot
But they're not fine
In their heart
There's a plot:
The envious fire
made them crackle a lot
same as a pot
as they spoiled
They Became dark
Like dusk
The fire of envy causes
Troubles
Avoid it To be neat
Without a spot
Let your soul roses flourish
To live without a face blemish
Peace ✌️ Author