THE MIRROR

I look in the mirror And what do I see?
A strange looking person That cannot be me.
For I am much younger And not nearly so fat
As that face in the mirror I am looking at.

Oh, where are the mirrors That I used to know
Like the ones which were made Thirty years ago?
Now all things have changed And I’m sure you’ll agree Mirrors are not as good
As they used tobe.

So never be concerned, If wrinkles appear
For one thing I’ve learned Which is very clear, Should your complexion Be less than perfection,
It is really the mirror Which needs correction! !

Edmund Burke, 1729 – 1797 Irish Philosopher