In phony ploys the lookalike alive
I loom in losers eyes they validate
I serve them stilted histrionics to rive
They never notice how Im second rate
At first I flatter her to elevate
I hide true self already jealous jerk
Once mine I heckle her I set stuff straight
I mention mannerisms I reckon murk
I find the phoniness unending work
I drop the stones in static mirror pool
Till Narcissuss inverting nodal quirk
The ripples render mid as beautiful
That Narcissus I fully understand
A static selfish beauty oddly grand
Chorus understand interpret recognise
