The Queen had the roses panted red,
just like Alice said.
The red she choose was Poison Apple
to remind all the Princess why Snow White was dead.
The seven dwarfs dealt the cards
and the Queen said off with their heads,
but Ariel could not sing a song
since she was so filled with dread.
And Cinderella heard not the cries
of the fond little mice
who scurried.
They screamed:
Miss cinderelli doncha know
You have to run away, hurry!
For if you do not escape this fairytale
and all of its fury
You will never wake
and your life will be forfeit to the lies
and this game!
Mirror mirror on the wall.
I know that Princesses are the blindest
of us all.
So lets break their crowns and throw them away
so our childhood memories they no longer take.
~just a fun thing with the Princesses. this poem actually serves no point ><
