MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL.......

[Guest guest]

Mirror, mirror on the wall,

Do you have to tell it all?

Where do you get the glaring right

To make my clothes look just too tight?

I think I'm fine but I can see

you won't co-operate with me;

The way you let the shadows play,

You'd think my hair was getting grey

What's that, you say? A double chin?

No, that's the way the light comes in;

If you persist in peering so,

You'll confiscate my facial glow,

And then if you're not hanging straight, You'll tell me next I'm gaining

weight;

I'm really quite upset with you,

For giving this distorted view;

I hate you being smug and wise...

O, look what's happened to my thighs!

I warn you now, O mirrored wall,

Since we're not on speaking terms at all,

If I look like this in my new jeans,

You'll find yourself in smithereens !!

[Guest guest]

I am glad that you enjoyed it, Jeannette. We have to humor to keep us going some

days.

Hugs,

Joan

----- Original Message -----

From: ednettieolson@...

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Sent: Thursday, November 30, 2000 12:11 PM

Subject: Re: [ ] MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL.......

This poem is great. I love it. I sent it out to everybody I know. Thanks

for the humor.

Jeannette

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