for Daffodil I could be misunderstood bewhiskered as I am now But so it goes and grows as I go on and on somehow As whatever I should do I could whatever I could But would whatever I would do so never mind the should At "hardly a time to be handling razors anyway" A mirrored man bewhiskered through the glass told me today So here I come bewhiskered to become the me you see Just as I am as I must be to hope and trust you will Approve of this improvement which the Laughing Daffodil Approves of and so "who are we to question destiny?" A mirrored man bewhiskered through the glass today asked me When Daffodil is laughing my bewhiskered best to be The rest of me whatever then forever understood A mirrored man bewhiskered through the glass said I looked good +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMXIII