The Poor Unfortunate Soul
There once was a poor unfortunate soul,
Who lived deep under the sea.
She had fallen from court and her glorious role,
Unfortunately, this girl was me.
In my past I had lived a very happy life,
As I worked in the castle so grand.
I was the party planner for the king and his wife.
I even had control over the band.
This was a wonderful job I thought it quite swell,
And I was good at it too I’ll admit.
But the last party I planned didn’t go quite so well.
It is one I will never forget.
Merfolk came to this party from all over the Earth.
It was unlike any other before.
They came to celebrate Princess Ariel’s birth,
So I knew it could not be a bore.
The surface of the water was forbidden for all.
Mermaids wouldn’t want to be seen.
So although we couldn’t have fireworks,
I would make the ocean look like a dream.
So I bought some underwater explosives
From one of the servants named Knob.
I thought it would be very creative.
How could I have known it would cost me my job.
After I triggered the final attraction,
I expected some excited calls.
But they went in the wrong directions,
And became dangerous to us all.
900 merfolk died that day
Including Ariel’s mom, the queen.
King Triton said he’d make me pay,
And turned me into the ugly beast for all to see.
It was in these darkest days I got a visit from Knob,
He said he could fix what I’d become.
He said he would make me beautiful again
If I trade 100 more souls for my one.
Knob said that he had been cheated
Out of 100 souls that day.
And that making his 1,000 completed,
Was in fact the only way.
Although many would think of saying no,
You clearly have no idea how it feels.
To be shut out from all you’ve ever known,
With just a couple of eels.
So here I am in my dark lonely cave
Collecting the souls of the poor.
And using them myself I will save
In hope to reopen that door.