Red is for the blood split.
Three drops; no more, no less.
Plucked upon a roses thorny edge.
Down
Drop
They
Drop
Tumbled.
Drop
A stark contrast against the blanket of the whitest snow.
A wish was all it took,
For a spell had been woven through true loves magic.
The Queen belly, twas ripe with babe--
A princess-
skin white as snow,
lips red as glittering ruby's
and hair black as nights coal.
Her name:
Well Snow White, of course.
Or so the legend has told.
For what comes next is quite tragic.
For all magic comes with a toll;
An equivalent exchange:
a life, for a soul.
The babe was born on the morning rays, as for told.
With skin white as snow,
lips red as glittering ruby's
and hair black as nights coal--
For the Queen's last wish held true.
But for the King,
He grieved his sorrow for his lost beloved.
His happily ever-after crumbled throughout his kingdom-
like a wicked plague itself.
A Witching Queen rising in the true Queens place.
A evil stepmother-
for sweet innocent Snow White.
This vain diabolist, weaved her dark spell.
A magical looking glass-
appeared in front of her face.
**"Magic mirror on my wall
Who is the fairest of them all"**
The enchanted piece of glass
swirled and looped and then spoke.
**"My Queen,
you are full of fair,
it is true,
but on this day
Snow White is fairer than you"**
With a mighty jealous roar-
this Evil Queen called for her Huntsman.
To **** the one that might dare, to be fairer, then she--
Snow White's heart in a box
was the bounty!
because in the end the child needed to die.
For no one was fairer then the vainest of the Queens.
But you see:
The Huntsman of this Baneful Queen,
could not **** one such as sweet and fair as
the one know as:
Snow White.
A deer's heart,
is what is sent back in the Queens box;
But what became of dearest Snow White, you say?
Well: She went to live in the woods,
A small tiny cottage,
with seven little dwarfs.
What are their names, you ask?
Lets see:
There is--
Blick
&
then there is,
Flick
don't forget,
Glick
or then,
Plick,
wait a second.
Don't forget about,
Snick,
&
Whick,
and most important,
Quee.
And if you do not know them by these names,
what about:
*****
Then Grumpy
Doc,
&
Happy
Sleepy and
Sneezy,
don't forget about,
Bashful.
They protected their fair Snow White,
from the Hideous Queen.
And for two year-
they kept her safe.
Until:
The Evil Queen conjured her magic,
and when the enchanted mirror gleamed back at her,
she queried--
**"Magic mirror on my wall
Who is the fairest of them all"**
The enchanted piece of glass
swirled and looped and then spoke once more.
**"My Queen,
you are full of fair,
it is true,
but still too this day,
the young Queen,
is a thousand times fairer than you"**
The Queen knew she had been tricked--
A wicked plan had been struck.
A old hag hid the Queens' face well.
Red is the color of ripened apple,
disguising the greenest of deadliest poison.
One bite: was all it took.
Snow White, asleep for all times.
But you see,
All magic comes with a toll.
And a true loves kiss, broke the spell.
This is a story about over coming the greatest of evil.
A reminder:
the light will always prevail.
Oct 1, 2012
Oct 1, 2012 at 3:50 PM UTC
Red is for the blood split.
Three drops; no more, no less.
Plucked upon a roses thorny edge.
Down
Drop
They
Drop
Tumbled.
Drop
A stark contrast against the blanket of the whitest snow.
A wish was all it took,
For a spell had been woven through true loves magic.
The Queen belly, twas ripe with babe--
A princess-
skin white as snow,
lips red as glittering ruby's
and hair black as nights coal.
Her name:
Well Snow White, of course.
Or so the legend has told.
For what comes next is quite tragic.
For all magic comes with a toll;
An equivalent exchange:
a life, for a soul.
The babe was born on the morning rays, as for told.
With skin white as snow,
lips red as glittering ruby's
and hair black as nights coal--
For the Queen's last wish held true.
But for the King,
He grieved his sorrow for his lost beloved.
His happily ever-after crumbled throughout his kingdom-
like a wicked plague itself.
A Witching Queen rising in the true Queens place.
A evil stepmother-
for sweet innocent Snow White.
This vain diabolist, weaved her dark spell.
A magical looking glass-
appeared in front of her face.
**"Magic mirror on my wall
Who is the fairest of them all"**
The enchanted piece of glass
swirled and looped and then spoke.
**"My Queen,
you are full of fair,
it is true,
but on this day
Snow White is fairer than you"**
With a mighty jealous roar-
this Evil Queen called for her Huntsman.
To **** the one that might dare, to be fairer, then she--
Snow White's heart in a box
was the bounty!
because in the end the child needed to die.
For no one was fairer then the vainest of the Queens.
But you see:
The Huntsman of this Baneful Queen,
could not **** one such as sweet and fair as
the one know as:
Snow White.
A deer's heart,
is what is sent back in the Queens box;
But what became of dearest Snow White, you say?
Well: She went to live in the woods,
A small tiny cottage,
with seven little dwarfs.
What are their names, you ask?
Lets see:
There is--
Blick
&
then there is,
Flick
don't forget,
Glick
or then,
Plick,
wait a second.
Don't forget about,
Snick,
&
Whick,
and most important,
Quee.
And if you do not know them by these names,
what about:
*****
Then Grumpy
Doc,
&
Happy
Sleepy and
Sneezy,
don't forget about,
Bashful.
They protected their fair Snow White,
from the Hideous Queen.
And for two year-
they kept her safe.
Until:
The Evil Queen conjured her magic,
and when the enchanted mirror gleamed back at her,
she queried--
**"Magic mirror on my wall
Who is the fairest of them all"**
The enchanted piece of glass
swirled and looped and then spoke once more.
**"My Queen,
you are full of fair,
it is true,
but still too this day,
the young Queen,
is a thousand times fairer than you"**
The Queen knew she had been tricked--
A wicked plan had been struck.
A old hag hid the Queens' face well.
Red is the color of ripened apple,
disguising the greenest of deadliest poison.
One bite: was all it took.
Snow White, asleep for all times.
But you see,
All magic comes with a toll.
And a true loves kiss, broke the spell.
This is a story about over coming the greatest of evil.
A reminder:
the light will always prevail.
