Hang Me In the Mirror
(Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 81)
Hang me in the mirror
Let there be no intention to fix my egg
Do not detach the mirror from the wall
Black hair shines better in its reflection
Wait till you leave no trace in sight of the actor
Holding the thought firm in flashback to peg
The rare trick behind how its trace forestall
Staring at the old face with a different complexion
But here, we are not alone with no other
Viewing one from enmity but as brother
Tomorrow's greatness for ones in turn
Yesterday's glue gunk its prime to burn
Today's graceful spark may not meet up choice
In favor of the super million duper boys
Difference be marked of background status
We do forget sometimes that the difference is a plus
Working through it, we have to be the best
Tough though readily prepared for the coming test
Liking each to the triumphant glory
Of who is to tell a grass to grace story
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