Monkey Found the Mirror Bright

Monkey found the mirror bright,
What is this he said in a sudden fright?
It was an equipment he never had used,
At that moment he was completely amused.

He was astounded,
Astounded by this illusion.
Probably not able to understand;
This sudden lateral Inversion.

Jumping and howling in front of that glass;
He now had 'something out of class'.
After trying to fit himself in it,
He was now trying to defeat it.

He was jealous of the creature,
who was gazing out from the aperture.
For an instance he thought he was folklored.
And his entertainment was not at all bored.

Suddenly he felt like that creature would pose a danger,
So he punched him in anger!
The mirror broke with a sudden fright,
And monkey never again found it bright! :')

- Adityaa Wagh

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