Clever

In preparation for his midterm (in satellite communications) today, Drew came up with this little poem a la Snow White.

Drew: Mirror, Mirror on the wall, whose the scaredest one of all?

Mirror: Why you my lad, you're scared quite stiff, lost your head in this little tiff.

Mark my words, boy, you'd best not despair... Too much of this, and you'll lose your hair!

Drew: Tis true my mirror, but you tease too much. Keep it up and I'll have seven years bad luck.

Mirror: Ha, ha, my lad, you've cracked the whip! But I bet you spent all morning thinking up that quip!