Silver Out the Sky-Door

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who’s the fairest of them all?
“Not you”, responded it,
“your mind is disproportionate, your body too thick”
“NO ONE ASKED YOU!” screamed I
“Ah, but you did, ugly duckling” replied my reflection as I began to cry
“You see what you’ve done?! Everyday is the same!! I stand here,
And all you do is MOCK ME!!”
Upon speaking, I angrily threw a shoe at its smirking
Gleaming face.
“What is not to mock? As huge as you are, you can serve as a dock!”
The mirror shook upon its chuckling.
In a shrill voice chanting
“Ugly Duckling! Ugly Duckling!”
‘Til I couldn’t stand it any longer.
Furiously-bubbly I grabbed hold of the shaking object,
And flung it out the open sky-door.
Hearing its piercing cry as it clattered,
Watched as its horrid silver surface shattered
The foggy air getting colder,
I looked down upon it ONCE
And only, and whispered:
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”

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