When I look into the looking glass <br /> I'm always sure to see - <br />No matter how I dodge about - <br /> Me, looking out at me. <br /> <br />I often wonder as I look, <br /> And those strange features spy, <br />If I, in there, think I'm as plain <br /> As I, out here, think I.<br /><br />Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-looking-glass-2/
