A cracked mirror


Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who’s the pettiest of them all ?
Who’s the wit ?
Who’s the twit ?
And who really is the belle of the ball ?

Mirror, mirror tell me truly
Who should be the judge and jury ?
Who has nouce
And does not flouse
And does not sound like that Judge Judy ?

Mirror, mirror on the wall
How do the dice rolled now fall
Should I judge on pulchritude ?
Or rather on one’s attitude ?
Or am I talking simply to a brick wall ?

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About TI

TI is based in Auckland, New Zealand. TI's somewhat eclectic interests include (but are certainly not limited to) legal humour (the law can be funny), good wine, the search for the best possible chocolate, alcoholic beverages, travel, commercial aircraft, photography, weird news stories and classical music.
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