There is someone I met
That was acting pretty silly
They mimiced everything I done
It gave me the wilys.
I raised up my head
They elegantly raised theirs
I raised my hand and waved
They waved but stopped and stared.
I said I was hungry
They said they were too
I asked why hadn't you brought it up
They just looked waiting for food.
I talked about something
It was their thoughts too
I was really tired of them
This is what I chose to do.
I took one step
They did too
I looked and said to them
I can really get rid of you.
I laughed at them
They laughed back at me
This was going to be tough
But enough is enough.
I stepped farther to the side
And so did they
Alas I was out of the mirror
That's how I got free for the day.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mimic-people/
