Can you see the light,
Over by the window,
It looks quite bright,
I need to get closer.
It's staring at me,
It's pointing at me,
It's smiling at me,
It looks just like me.
I walk over to see it,
And guess what I find,
Something I make fit,
In a denim pocket of mine.
All it was, was my little mirror,
With its boarding light,
Staring at me,
Really bright!
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