An Apple in the Dark

Once upon a time

she sat alone in a tower

the only words that she heard

were bitter and sour

Then one day a knock

at the old wooden door

and here came a voice 

that she hadn't heard before

It said "Ma'am, have you ever thought

about an iPhone before?

its touch screen, has Siri,

and it's got iOS 4!"

Now Snow was white as a sheet

but she made it to the door

and there stood a man

"Mr. Hunter," he assured

Lets not forget he was sent

by the one and only other

that cold-hearted wretch

Snow White's own stepmother

She had a plot to overthrow 

the very fairest of them all

now all she had to do

was get her out the castle walls

Snow sat there and stared

at her shiny new possession 

she played and she toyed

and soon it turned into obsession 

She wandered the halls

of that drab and dreary place 

but the darkness fell away

when she was admiring her own face

She was poisoned to her core

like an arrow to her heart

but blinded by the light

of that glowing Apple

in the dark

She wandered far and wide

far beyond the tower door

to new exciting places

she had never been before

But nothing could distract

or break her growing trance

not the branches in her face

nor the thorns in her arms

When at last her suitor found her

she was curled up in a stump

he leaned down to kiss her

he received a hefty 'thump'

"Get out of my face!"

she finally spoke at last

her eyes never left her screen

as he stumbled back, aghast

"I'm busy, go away!" 

she had become so sour and bitter

"I don't want your love,

just follow me on Twitter!"