This is dedicated to my partner in EschaCon Crime (a monstrously funny theropod if ever there was one), as well as anyone who's feeling fuzzy and blue--periodically, sporadically, intermittently, or even indefinitely--and of course my three darling sons, to whom I am always referring as Monsters, having done so since Day One.
I suppose this means I have a low monster threshold.
If your mirror has a monster in it, do not shout--
This kind of situation does not call for freaking out.
And do nothing that you would not like to see him do,
'Cause that monster in the mirror he just might be you!
This kind of situation does not call for freaking out.
And do nothing that you would not like to see him do,
'Cause that monster in the mirror he just might be you!
Also at Cogitamus.
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