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What would you do . . .

 

If you woke up in the night-time

     And popped into the loo,

But glanced into the mirror

     And saw a face that wasn’t you?

 

For the teeth were white and even,

     The hair was brown not grey

And all those awful wrinkles

      Had completely gone away.

 

If the double chin had vanished

    And laughter lines gone too,

When you saw this beauty

     What do you think you’d do?

 

I’d stay right by that mirror

    And I’d never want to leave

In case the beauty in the mirror

    Might go, for then I’d grieve.

 

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