No Bull. The Mirror is Magic

Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who's the fairest of them all?

The answer comes from deep inside
From the place where fears reside
The place where all the tapes are kept
Of every word o'er which SHe wept
Each little Nick upon the skin,
No harm alone but cutting in
A tangled mass of combined woes
All kept alive under the nose
Of the frightened c***d locked up within
SHe's adult body made of skin

So off SHe went to find a way
To tip the balance day by day
A healing word for every scar
A lubricant, the best by far.
The s**ttered seed of men who just
Could not contain the mounting lust
They felt when on SHe's pic their gaze
Fell open mouthed, the world a haze
Around the port all filled with hope
The perfect place for motorboats

And so with time it came to be
That all the chickens choked for SHe
Had raised the levels way up high
And drowned the sound of all the guys
And dolls who ever said to SHe
Forgotten words so flippantly
With no idea of when SHe'd crack
Which straw might break SHe camel's back

Truth be told, it's hard to say
Cos memories of every day
SHe ever spent with folk SHe loved
Lives tucked inside the old cupboard
Where all the faves are stored away
To be pulled out on rainy days.

Reminders of the perfect things
They're what really give SH...wings