Riddle - Look At Me - Poem by Della Perry
You can look at me
But you won't see yourself.
You can look past me
Maybe see someone else.
You can wipe me clean, up and down,
You can dress me, but not like a clown.
(I like lace)
I can live in a door
In a car or a house
But not on the floor.
I can be many shapes, round, oblong or even square,
You can open me wide
I'll give you fresh air.
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