It was no magic mirrorcouldn't get it to reverse
Kept showing me my barnet
in a move so damned diverse
I was checking I was bogie free,
no dandruff in my hair
Or clogged mascara lashes,
is that plook growing some hair?
But my back reflected forward
as I rooted to the ground
I tried a mirror up above
and even then I found
It mattered not a single jot
just wouldn't show my face
So I trusted mother-nature
wouldn't leave me in disgrace
But before I ventured outdoors,
a giggle I did hear
Turned and stood with folded arms -
the answer loud and clear.........
My twin had sneaked in earlier
(the very spit of me!)
And swapped the inside of some frames
with air we breath for free!
Such a pesky doppelganger
with our twisted plots and schemes
But what fun to put upon the world
a double act supreme
Now all my frames and mirrors
are secured so corner tight
As I want to see me as I am
in singular day light!
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