29 August 2012
Peek into my mirror, only of you dare. If you decide to go for it, be careful not to stare. Though it may look innoxious, you'd be right to despond— Like many things its treachery lies farther down beyond.
If you're not wise and cautious, and pay no mind to care, My mirror soon will have you, entrapped you like a snare. And inside my magic mirror, please send it my regards, You'll find yourself in a world were everything's backwards!
So everything that isn't, pretty soon will be. And everything that is will be no more, you see? Everything that's nonsense, will instantly make sense, And by rule vise versa— boy what a circumstance!
So peek into my mirror, I promise it won't bite. But don't let your ryes linger 'cause who knows! Perhaps it might...
My Mirror • Opuss № I