House of 100 Mirrors

by Mars   Feb 23, 2009


Come, come, come in.
Don't be shy, come in!
It's the House of Mirrors.
Welcome.

You step in and see
yourself in a mirror here
and a mirror over there
Oh look! There's another mirror up there!
There's a smiling old lady leading your way.
As the sun goes by, so does the day.
The moon takes its voyage.

You stop and looked at the mirror at your right
and you stood there all night
trying to think, 'Is that me?'
Yes, it's you, my dear.
You've been dead the moment you walked in!
This is the HAUNTED House of 100 Mirrors.

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