Foolface
When I look in the bathroom mirror
what I see causes me much fear.
My reflection is not my own
but rather of a wicked crone.
She is trying to take my life
So I must quickly end this strife.
To the kitchen to get a blade
this evil skin will soon be flayed.
I take aim at the mocking face
and thrust the blade with rapid p
Copyright © Michael Maccallum | Year Posted 2016
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