Do you believe in fairy tales? In sappy sugar coated dreams? Do you live a life of illusion where nothing is as it seems? What fun it must be to dance among ginger bread houses Hand-in-hand up the hill Best of friends and as spouses Where the food is just right and your bed feels like air In straw and wood houses and life’s always fair
In this perfect Utopia you reside in your home A warm place that’s inviting and you’re never alone Nostalgic memories of Grandma’s house pondering or trips through the forest No set plan, just out wandering Amazing fortuitous scenarios A piece of clothing forgotten Somehow equals true love And of course it’s Prince Charming Or perhaps it’s the one where all it took was a kiss And changed back from a toad What an amazing wish
A fool you must think I am to believe such nonsense But I could dive head first into the pool and still be frightened and tense See, I think you’ll agree Even in Never Never Land Exists horrible threats Things not always going as planned
Humpty might have his dance but he still fell off the wall Everyone tried Even King’s Horses they called A shattered egg he remained of scattered tiny pieces The contradictions carry on seemingly it never ceases For the town stopped coming Even when cries of “wolf” became real “What big eyes and teeth!” you said As he ate you for a meal Still he wasn’t done His revenge he finally took With a bellowing blast of air Those house of pigs’ shook Hay gave away first floating along like tumbleweeds Then wood framing exploded and splintered Stabbing shards making pigs bleed
Next an anonymous tip on the crime stoppers hot line And the bear police showed up Arresting Goldilocks just in time A recent spree of break-ins had the neighborhood rattled Her accomplice, the Wolf but she ditched him so he tattled Spotted Hansel and Gretel on their stroll in the woods So he called the Old Witch Knew she’d take care of them for good Then he climbed up on the hill There he sat patiently waiting When Jack and Jill came up the hill confirmed the brother and sister were dating Saw them kiss and it grossed him out So upset he nearly lost his lunch With two swift kicks they fell down the hill Their bones he heard crack and crunch
You can sell the Brooklyn Bridge but I’m not the one who’s gonna buy it Karma doesn’t always pay it’s due Sometimes it’s good-guys who get bit Fairy tales are for infant minds Only those so young believe Must be innocent and pure Somewhat gullible and naive Those long in the tooth Perhaps like you and as is me Life’s made us jaded and aloof Shut off possibility Dreamers appear to us as silly and not set in time and place But they are the ones whose minds are open Challenges are easier for them to face For when we close up our minds and that part of us begins to shut down It kills inspiration and creativity Our thoughts are rigid; Our mind is bound Life is full of awe and wonder Not always fitting perfectly into a box But the best thoughts come outside of it Be a thinker; Shed those locks