Grumpy sally's wild ride
When Grumpy sally woke that day
She knew what was in store,
She had just the plan to brew
To keep away the bore.
Grumpy Sally’s role to come
Was that of a cliche.
But not just any oh my dear,
cliche in a new way.
And the dearest, clearest, merit wearest
Protagonist of all,
Han is to be the dashing hero
Come to stop the fall.
Grumpy sally had a secret,
Cooking in her brain.
A literary, oh quite scary,
Plan to bring the pain.
She’d take the world within her books
And introduce them to:
Each and every villain scary
Causing conflict for you.
And so back to our hero han
And the dragon he just slayed.
Pest control could be quite wild,
If for just one day.
Han was employed by Groß Bros. cleaners,
Exterminators by the day.
But at night, to The Bros’. delight
They went and hit the hay.
You see in past they had been evil,
Or their parents may have been.
But the year was 2010
And society helped them.
No longer was kidnap viable income
And they had to pay the bills,
Since long ago princesses and castles
Vanished over the hills.
And Han, the descendent of
Almost dead monarchy,
Did menial labor to
Afford his property.
Sally knew of these men
And knew of their world,
Along with many others
She was about to twirl.
The worlds she combined with
A sprinkle of magic.
She then jumped right inside herself,
A decision that was tragic.
When her little conjury gauntlet
Finally was done,
She found herself within a basement,
And quite a modern one.
Running up the stairs she thought
Her plans might have to wait.
To unify villains as one,
Might be a tougher plate.
“But wait!” She thought, breathing deeply
And stumbled quite a lot.
“Is that poison” Indeed it was
And it made her lungs quite hot.
She coughed and coughed and stumbled up
But ultimately collapsed.
The fumigation proved quite strong,
Her plotting times had passed.
The very wisps that held together
All these different world,
Instantly dropped and fell apart
Into from which they curled.
And in the place where sally jumped
All was right again.
And one month later Han did go back
Where sally died that day.
For it was han who cleaned the house
From bugs and other filth.
He saved his planet and more,
And kept within myth.
When he then found Sally in the house,
He knew none of this.
But ancestors smiled down on him,
Then went on to reminisce.
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