I'd like to borrow the "how many girls" picture-puzzle pinging around the Internet (click through; I don't have permission to use) as a long-sought illustration of this children's poem:
Mirror, Mirror
On my crayon box is a picture
drawing a perfect pictureMirror, Mirror
On my crayon box is a picture
of a little goldi-locks
of a girl with a crayon box.
And on that box is a picture
of a little girl drawing a picture
of a little girl drawing a picture
of a girl with a crayon box.
And I really have to wonder,
no matter how lifelike I feel,
if I sit down and draw that
picture,
how will I know I'm real?
The origin of this was some long-forgotten toy with a picture on the front of a kid using the toy. Also: the old Flexible Flyer sled, which had a picture of an eagle carrying the sled with a visible image of the eagle carrying the sled on it.
