Marry Myself
When did this become her life,
to escape one marriage after another
was not her purpose.
What about her screamed ''I need a husband!''
Thumblina didn't know and didn't care.
She was simply tired of running.
First, it was the old toad who kidnapped her,
so she would marry his stupid son.
Then it was the cockshafer, who snatched her into the sky
then called her too ugly to marry.
During the hard winter she met the field-mouse,
the mouse was mother-like, before Mr Mole proposed
then she pushed and pushed for Thumbelina to marry him.
But she didn't want to marry the sightless, sunless creature.
Thumblina run away on the back of the healed bluebird,
as far from those would-be-grooms as possible.
That is how she ended up in a field of tiny people
just like her and a prince already proposing marriage.
For once she would like to meet a male,
who did not instantly find her marriage worthy.
So she quite plainly said ''No'', hopped back on her bluebird
and began the search for her mother's house.
Her search for adventure had just began.
She would sooner marry herself
then a toad, a cockshafer, a mole or a prince,
and there is no man that will ever change her mind.
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