Unkind Mirror
I looked at my mirror
on the wall he stood still
quiet and silent he was
when I asked him,
“Am I smart?”
He shouted back; “Am I smart?”
then he abused me-
telling me;
“Look at your big head!
Look at your large nose!
look at your red eyes!
look at your rough palms!
look at your donkey ears!”
I got annoyed and boxed him
My hands he cut shouting
with joy! “I am great! great”!
What an unkind mirror!
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