The Great Climber

A realm at war it is black versus white

Where true loves first kiss can break evil spells

And slumber can come from an apples bite

There, all tales end with sounds of wedding bells

She looks for the land of far far away

Stuck in a tower made of yellow brick

Hair blonde and long she sits alone to pray

Is something not, right is it just a trick?

For her happy endings seem to be gone

No godmother to save the day nearby

Or valiant white knights who display their brawn

She is done waiting and will now try

         Nothing can stop her she is a fighter

         For she is Rapunzel the great climber