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.
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