It Came From Behind the Mirror
It Came From Behind the Mirror
By Elton Camp
A full-length mirror’s a scary thing
Into a house, such horror it may bring
Into another world it’s a door
Populated by monsters galore
Of that, I haven’t the slightest doubt
Behind the glass they’re looking out
Ghastly face pressed against the glass
It’s leering at you anytime you pass
Just waiting a chance to break through
Such unspeakably vile deeds then to do
Folks think they’ve got naught to fear
The fiends disappear when they’re near
They’re waiting there just the same
Beneath the mirror, inside the frame
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