Mirror Mirror On the Wall

Thinking perhaps that I was in love with myself ? Mommy's precious baby daddy's little boy; bravely Marching down their hallway tiny sword unsheathed As swirling through the air; past her photographs these Memories when I thought I saw a puddy kat disappearing Beyound this blue door ? Holding my Bobby tight whispering Into his furry eager ears; Sssssh, while tiptoing to her magical.. Mirrors where a thousand tales we have told ? Tis not I she cried.