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The Mirror

Mirror mirror on the wall
I don't know me at all

Whose face is that I see
What--you say it's me

Mirror mirror on the wall
Can you happen to recall

Why my face changed it's form
It is way beyond the norm

Mirror mirror on the wall
give me an answer do not stall

I asked you a question -tell me no lies
Why am I in total disquise

Mirror mirror on the wall
Now be a real nice doll

Change me back to who I am
My reflection is just a scam

Mirror mirror on the wall
Reverse it all.

Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2011

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 11/29/2011 11:14:00 PM Those damn mirrors, we need to just throw the bums out!!! I enjoyed this read. Login to Reply Phyllis Babcock Date: 11/30/2011 9:11:00 AM thanks Andrea

Elizabeth Wesley Date: 11/29/2011 6:04:00 PM Hey Phyl, are you talking about me again? Hard to put up with what we have to look at as we get older. You do inject some fun in the process though! Login to Reply Phyllis Babcock Date: 11/30/2011 9:10:00 AM Yeah those wrinkle lines and grey hairs just won't reverse themselves

Bob Quigley Date: 11/29/2011 10:20:00 AM Once had a bearded friend who said he shaved it off once and found an old man back there. I guess we just have to live with it. Funny write. Login to Reply

Tony Lane Date: 11/29/2011 10:10:00 AM If only..... Good one Phyllis. Login to Reply