Saturday, April 16, 2016

april poem 12: mirror


mirror, mirror on the wall,
sniggers brazenly at me,
i’m shopping at the mall.

mirror, mirror on the wall,
my wallet’s fat too, don't laugh,
call me ‘madame’, maybe ‘doll’!

mirror, mirror on the wall,
my weight is actually perfect,
if only i were six foot tall.

mirror, mirror on the wall,
my oakleys on, “it fits!”
i say to the girl in the hall.

mirror, mirror on the wall,
i’m not mutton dressed as lamb,
wipe that expression, what gall!

mirror, mirror on the wall,
a martini is fixed,
you take the call,
is this a villanelle at all?

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