Mirror Mirror on the wall
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Why did this become “my beg and call”?
You speak to me to learn to brawl
So over and over I shall not crawl
Mirror Mirror on the wall
The faint masks sure will fall
At the great fearful Ego ball
Know their kind persuasive drawl
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Something became quite pall
Don’t put people up so tall
Yet again you must learn to use your trawl
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Thank you for all your squall
I now keep my gold in my own hall
Instead of big waisting’s at the somewhat blurred seductive mall
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