The Dark Magic of Snow White
In a forest of soft light
Lived a girl, lips red as blood
Hair black and skin glowing white
A divine voice echoing
Through the forest after night
Hypnotising the creatures
The birds leap into fast flight
To find a haven up high
The animals try to fight
But the birds fall from the sky
And the creatures are entranced
For none can resist Snow White
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