Looking at the mirror
To look at her
But couldn’t see
All of Her
Not even her face
All I saw
-
was
-
Two
-
Perky - breast
and
How I would
Like to shake - Hand’s
With it
I say
Mirror, mirror
On that wall
Mirror, mirror
Are them
The perkiest
Of them all
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