Mirror

She puts on her best dress
and the shining red lipstick to impress
With matching jewellery to go
She readies herself to show.

She talks to herself, boastfully sings
Praising the image that she imagines
All women will be red and fuming
And men would ogle like dogs lavitating.

Happy in her own image she tip toes
But before she goes
Around she turns to admire
Herself in the mirror

Moments pass...
A crash echoes through the room
As the glasses suffer the doom
For she couldnt stand to suffer
The sight of the ugly mirror.