Mirror, mirror I wonder why
you never ever tell a lie
No matter what angle I am viewed;
same sharp image old and skewed
Women sometimes try to hide
behind a layered make-up façade
But when from their showers dance
wrinkles cannot be denied
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Posting for d’verse Quadrille night. Merril gave us a mirror prompt.
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