The mirror in the other room
has recently filled me with gloom.
One early morn I looked in it
and got freaked out; I looked like S@%#T!
Light so dim revealed the reflection of my doom.
(It was truly freaky that one day. I really hate the mirror in that room!
Gotta get me a prescription of Retin-A right away!)
9/5/14 by Andrea Dietrich
for nette onclaud's Reflection of a Florette Poetry Contest
Categories:
retin, age,
Form: Rhyme