When I Look In A Mirror

When I look in a mirror I feel surprised to see This ugly looking old fellow who is looking at me He must be over sixty his balding head gray And clearly he has known a far better day A tired looking old bloke quite wrinkled and fat It cannot be myself I am looking at Perhaps from looking in mirrors I ought to refrain I'd rather not see that old fellow again The face in the mirror ugly to behold It cannot be me I do not look that old That it could be me I refuse to believe I do not look that old my eyes me deceive Each time I look in a mirror an old man I see I wonder why he keeps on staring at me?