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By the law of Finders Keepers, you're rich. But she didn't see it that way Did she? Theft she called it. But who cares for a few plants? What are they worth? Barely anything - A mumbled apology - Your first born? Or your life. So bye bye baby. Did you hear her cry From the tower? She screamed as her hair was ripped From the weight of that Enchantress. But you never knew. You met a man once, Who spoke of a girl. He stood blinded by thorns, Blinded by her foolishness. But loved her still. Sought her still. You thought such a girl Must be priceless. Jewelled seraph you thought. Little did you realise Her worth was little more Than a few rapunzel plants.
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Jan 10, 2011
Jan 10, 2011 at 11:46 AM UTC
For Rapunzel's Mother
By the law of Finders Keepers, you're rich. But she didn't see it that way Did she? Theft she called it. But who cares for a few plants? What are they worth? Barely anything - A mumbled apology - Your first born? Or your life. So bye bye baby. Did you hear her cry From the tower? She screamed as her hair was ripped From the weight of that Enchantress. But you never knew. You met a man once, Who spoke of a girl. He stood blinded by thorns, Blinded by her foolishness. But loved her still. Sought her still. You thought such a girl Must be priceless. Jewelled seraph you thought. Little did you realise Her worth was little more Than a few rapunzel plants.
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nicky
English
Jan 10, 2011
Jan 10, 2011 at 11:46 AM UTC
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