How many girls? Zero?
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 pictureof a little goldi-locks
drawing a perfect picture
of a girl with a crayon box.
And on that box is a pictureof a little girl drawing a pictureof a little girl drawing a pictureof 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.