The Man That Did Call

I climbed out of bed and walked down the hall,
I turned on the light as I heard someone call;
"I wouldn't look into that thing on the wall, it's full of pictures...
they're big and they're small."
So I shut off the light and retraced my steps toward
the man that did call,
hoping there would be nothing there in case I should fall.
As I rounded the corner,
I saw a small man carrying a large haul.
I asked him; "what is wrong with those images I almost saw,
coming from that mirror on the wall?"
He said: "while beauty is captivating, it is most
certainly our most dangerous flaw."

Material

I hate to inform you,
but only material things can be replaced with an exact copy...
Things that aren't material have to be repaired the old fashioned way,
from the inside out.