Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Where do you get the glaring right I think I'm fine but I can see The way you let the shadows play, What's that, you say? A double chin? If you persist in peering so, And then if you're not hanging straight, I'm really quite upset with you, I hate you being smug and wise... I warn you now, O mirrored wall, If I look like this in my new jeans,
Do you have to tell it all?
To make my clothes look just too tight?
you won't co-operate with me;
You'd think my hair was getting grey
No, that's the way the light comes in;
You'll confiscate my facial glow,
You'll tell me next I'm gaining weight;
For giving this distorted view;
O, look what's happened to my thighs!
Since we're not on speaking terms at all,
You'll find yourself in smithereens!!
Originally published November 14, 2002.
