Mirror, Mirror

Mirror, Mirror

On the stand

Tell me

If you can

Who is

The one

That has

Already gone

Over to the

Dark side

To live

And to abide

If you would

Not mind

It would

Be so kind

***

Lady, Lady

Standing before me

Why can you

Not just let me be?

I�ve told you once

I�ve told you several times

All while speaking

In silly rhymes

That I don�t want

To play this silly game

With you anymore

If it�s all the same

There are better things

For me to do

So now why

Don�t you shoo

I�d like to go back to

Gathering mushroom

And reflecting

�

The room.