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."