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The Evil Queen


Once upon a time

In a land so far away

A Queen sat on her marble throne

Watching her daughter play

 

The girl was young and innocent

Already fair and bright

With skin as white as snow

And hair as dark as night

 

The Queen, she loved her daughter so

Snow brought joy into her life

But the Queen knew when she grew older

She’d encounter so much strife

 

The Queen frowned as she remembered

All the lovers that had failed

To take her heart completely

And slowly she exhaled

 

She watched her daughter grow

More beautiful each day

And knew soon boys would fall for her

But her heart they would betray

 

When the girl turned fourteen years of age

The Queen designed a plan

She knew that she’d become the villain

But the princess would get her man

 

It broke her heart to make Snow leave

And when she watched her fall

The princess lying on the floor

Looked so very, very small

 

The Queen fled to her castle

And waited anxiously

For news of the long-lost princess

Coming home to her, carefree

 

But she didn’t hear a single word

And her worry grew and grew

So again she donned a disguise

And through the woods she flew

 

Then suddenly, from the east

Hoof beats could be heard

A prince emerged from the forest

Inside her, hope was stirred

 

The prince approached the sleeping girl

As he did, the glass withdrew

He leaned forward and the Queen held her breath

The young boy’s body blocking her view

 

She crossed her fingers, closed her eyes

And wished as hard as she possibly could

And when she heard a gasp of shock

She knew all had gone as it should

 

She only stayed to see Snow wake

And smile at her one true love

She turned and fled to not be seen

And she thanked the Lord above

 

 

 

 

 

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