There is a girl outside my window
Who pricks and prods and pokes at her hair
She wiggle her nose and shuts her eyes
Till the mirror starts to speak in a stare
And all the while I see the girl
There isn't a soul around
To this I testify my heart
Shape and size fit for a crown
A second passes and then a another
The girl outside my window moves to the
Bathroom, turns, and latches it. It is here,
That the mirror decided to cheer
Hey! Hey! It said in a nasally voice of sorts
To this, I had no response - talking mirrors were uncommon in Hoosier parts
Would you like to see a trick? It asked with a smile on its face
"No, no. I'm very well thanks." The girl came back here and would you believe the mirror
Went back to the state of normality
—-
The girl is no longer outside my window.
No pricking or prodding here and there
For three months; Just a mirror in a full stare
It gulps the entire room in a swallow
"I wonder whatever happened to the girl outside my window," I thought, met with a quick reply from the vanity
"my trick! My trick! My trick!"
