Snow White

I once lived in a fairytale,

A hazy castle in the air.

Skin white as snow-drops, sweet red lips,

By all the kingdom praised as 'fair'.

Then, banished to a cottage bare,

I earned my bread, I paid my salt,

The slave of seven miners, I

Soon saw how feathered dreams can moult.

The world's not perfect. There is fault.

My daydream fled, I lomged to die.

I ate the apple, bitter sweet,

Began to shudder, swoon and sigh.

At peace, I flew up to the sky,

Felt free from all the cursed black

Rotten reality of life,

Until Prince Charming dragged me back ...

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