The Mahogany Canoe

Once upon a time the was a boy in a mahogany canoe.

The boy and his mahogany canoe drifted down a stream

that contained memories of an individual in the water's

reflections. From what the boy could percieve he saw a young

fair maiden. That fair maiden was Cinderella. She had gotten into drugs

the prince denounced her as a feebling witch. No believes her experiences

of a fairy god mother upon which she, now, attempts to replicate the 

experiences through narcotics. The boy in the mahogany canoe was 

disgusted by what the humble hand maiden had become. The boy in the

mahogany canoe looked no further. He continued down the stream hoping 

to see happines in the end once more. 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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