Mirror mirror on the wall,
Don't insinuate it's me at all.
You must of had another in mind,
That can't be me,you must be blind!
Mirror mirror tell me true,
Are you old,is your vision skewed?
Stop showing me that,it's so unkind!
So it must be,that you've gone blind!
Fatally flawed is your reflection,
Your illuminating in my direction.
Some stubby chubby other soul,
Seems all your image seems to show.
You need to see an optometrist.
You're blind as a bat, unscrupulous .
How dare you suggest that's me!
It's clear to me, you just can't see.
By Suseann
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Comments
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lol...my mirrors got the same problem......fun read
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Oh, I started giggling early on and well...
This poem is irresistible! REally, I am a bit
envious I don't depart from the serious once in
awhile so I'd have a chance of finding stuff like this.
What a charming, rhyming rant! Blue
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