This is a sad and twisted tale
Of the one and beautiful who fell.
Her hair was of the golden sun
And her lips red as reddest rose.
She was tall,beautiful and elegant
Her body was everybody's element.
When she was born she was put under a curse
That her future will be the worst.
She would be put under a spell
And then all will ring the bells.
She moved away with three faeries
All into a little house they squeeze.
One day she met a man
Then her love began.
They walked,talked and danced.
She was so widely entranced.
Then she realized what she was doing
And she told the man she had to be going.
She told him where to meet her
By the cottage when the time was theirs.
So he left upon his white steed
She ran back to her home,cutting herself and watching it bleed.
She made it back and started to cry.
She knew it couldn't be so she wanted to die.
The three faeries came about.
She looked at them and began to pout.
The faeries knew that the time has come.
The faeries looked down and began to strum.
She looked at them and sighed.
She thought her whole world had died.
They got dressed and began there walk.
There was a black bird that began to squawk.
They ignored it and went on there way.
She looked up at the sky and prayed.
"Please God,just take me away."
"Take me away from here so I can say, good-day."
She pouted and whined, but it did no good.
By the time they got there, they were away from the wood.
They walked into the castle and went to the king.
When he saw them he got up with a spring.
He hugged her and made her at home.
She shrugged him of and began to roam.
She went to a fire place and saw a stairway.
She was curious and began to roam away.
The three faeries began to look around.
But she was nowhere to be found.
The panicked and worried.
They ran around and scurried,
They found where she went and ran after her.
They ran so fast that they were a blur.
When they found her she was pale
They thought that they had failed.
Then the evil queen looked at them and laughed.
The three faeries were afraid of her craft.
The evil queen disappeared in a flash.
They knew that she was going to have a bash.
They looked at there princess and grieved.
They knew that the curse was received.
They took her and placed her on a bed.
For they knew that they had tears to shed.
The man was nowhere to be found.
All was quiet, not a sound
The evil queen later returned
And told them what they learned.
"Your prince is dead as you can see"
"For he has not returned to thee."
The three faeries started to cry.
For there only hope was in the sky.
The evil queen laughed and went.
All of there happy hearts were now bent.
Now there lies the pale princess
Looking like an eternal Goddess.
Her hair still bright as the sun.
And her lips as red as the reddest rose.
