There he comes
I could see all the eyes turn.
With a pleasant smile on his face
That made him glow more than the sun.
He sat beside me
Holding a gift.
He wanted to say something
My heart missed a beat.
“I saw someone at the fair”
“And she took away my heart”
I could hear no more
My heart had just faced a dart.
“She was an angel”
“And fairest of the fair.”
Oh God, how I hate her,
The girl at the fair.
“Can you do me a favour?”
“And help me to find her.”
“When you do so,”
“Tell her that I love her”
I smiled as much I could
To stop my tears
I nodded to say yes
Ready to face my worst fears.
“I have captured her”
“In this canvass”
“Please open it after I go”
“And find me the pretty lass”
With trembling hands
I picked it up to see,
The girl at the fair,
Who snatched him from me.
I opened it
And cried more
Because, what I was holding
Was a mirror.
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