Seven oh two.

No one wants to say goodbye to the man with a cigarette in his eye,

A triangle for a nose and two large ears.

He smiles, he smiles, he smiles.

Light shines through when he enters the room.

Doesn’t matter how much money you have, smiles are free.

Start to send a message, between your teeth is a word, a verb.

Every human can see it.

Happiness lies in a homeless man’s face.