Wicked Mirror

Oh, Wicked Mirror, tell her lies,
Say she's strong, say she's wise.
Tell her that she has great eyes,
Tell her that she has great thighs!
Wicked Mirror, tell her lies,
Say she's hated and despised.
Tell her that she should disguise
Herself until she's improvised!
But, Wicked Mirror, do not lie
To bring about her sad goodbye...

The End

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