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The dweeb lived in the dwellings of a dwindling tribe of dwarves
Who anchored little kayaks at the moorings in the wharves.
He organised this transport so that they might go at night
Deep into the dark dense woods to visit their Snow White.
But the dwarves were very old and weren’t getting any younger
And although they really wanted too it couldn’t last much longer.
Meanwhile the dweeb would study every minute of the day
So studious and serious with little time for play.
The daddy of the dwarfs known as Doctor Joe
Said to him, “Look dweeb, there’s little left to know.”
But still he studied on writing loads of lengthy notes,
Which sometimes he would use to make tedious little quotes.
Until eventually the dwarves found him annoying and real boring
Besides he woke them up at night with his constant snoring.
So Doctor Joe hatched a plan with his little tribe
It was devious and genius and this I will describe.
They knew Snow White was lonely and longing for a man
So this is what they had in mind for this dweeb known as Stan.
Snow White would lie there in a dwam pretending to be dead
And somehow they would lure Stan along to her deathbed.
So they told her that he was a Prince, the great love of her heart
She of course was up for it, and couldn’t wait to start.
Doctor Joe then told the dweeb, that Snow White was no more.
He said that he might save her and showed him to the door.
On their little kayak they paddled up the river
But the dweeb then said to Doctor Joe, “I don’t know what to give her.”
The Doctor reassured him that it would be real bliss
If only one time in her life she had a loving human kiss.
The dweeb replied, “This just won’t work.” So he quoted healing potions.
When Doctor Joe rejected these he suggested soothing lotions.
None of these the Doctor said were right for their Snow White
Only a kiss from a real-man could help her end this plight.
So eventually there beside Snow White all the party stood,
Outside of the stone cottage deep within the wood.
The dwarves should have looked distressed but they were full of glee
And so they had to hide their smiles in case the dweeb should see.
At long last they’d be rid of him, this boring little nerd
Some of them expressed this and they hoped he hadn’t heard.
But the dweeb was now distracted by the beauty of this girl
He didn’t know if this would work but he’d give it a whirl.
He puckered up his lips and planted one before he spoke
Then gob-smacked he stood there as Snow White soon awoke.
Immediately when their eyes met he knew that it was right
Likewise she felt this too, it was real love at first sight.
So you see that all of this now ended happy ever after.
Doctor Joe and all the dwarves left in bursts of laughter.
Lyn-Purcell  Nov 2017
Dwam #31
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Wolf howls, wait and see
With love, the greatest armour
Rises from our souls
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #14
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Sweet Saint of the Stars
Silver-haired and sea-blue eyes
Lips of tickled pink
Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Oct 2017
Dwam #21
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017
My mind is a storm
What I need is still waters
But pebbles are thrown
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #13
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Sunlight beams brightly
Mountain of flowers and fruits
Robbed in mystery
Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Nov 2017
Dwam #32
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Wolf howls, wait and see
With love, the greatest armour
Rise towards the sun
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #15
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Lovers by the lake
Fragrant scent of loving grace
Swans fly with sweet cries
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Oct 2017
Dwam #20
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017
One step at a time
I need to hone and refine
My gift, my raw voice
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #10
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Leaf drifts, music plays
Silver lines upon the seas
Kissing sandcastles
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell.
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #9
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Oh, blessed moments
Tiny joys among pure bliss
Sharing child wonders
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell.
Lyn-Purcell  Nov 2017
Dwam #30
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Strangers though seasons
Rising sun glances quickly
Chasing lost ruins
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #7
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Shining of ages
Final rest through sands of time
Hope cloaks swift and just
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell.
Lyn-Purcell  Sep 2017
Dwam #6
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Singing of wonders
Sweet chorus, stay by my side
Triumph in the spring
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell.

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