Mirror Image
Vanity looked into the mirror
for inspection.
All she saw, was a fool’s reflection.
While she was waiting for affection,
she looked in the wrong direction.
Bored, she dreamed of perfection
wrote her thoughts without connection.
Returned herewith,
Enclosed, rejection.
For you we might make an exception.
For money we will do correction
and promise you the c. protection.
Copyright © Hilde Bird | Year Posted 2007
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