The Plan (The Untold Story of Snow White)
Once upon a time in a far away land
there lived two girls who were the best of friends
They stayed together through thick and thin
and never could foreshadow the upcoming revenge
For the ruler of the land was all but fair
he caused the people of his land a great big scare
So two girls schemed to kill the guard and king,
It was time to end his reign and let freedom ring
The girls plotted and vowed to each kill a man,
then they would meet after, they carried out the plan
But one girl got scared and failed at her job
to the king she confessed, as she profusely sobbed
Saving herself she told on her friend
She married the king to avoid a bitter end
So she got lucky and the king set her free
Unfortunately for her friend there was no time to flee
Her friend had betrayed her, without a backwards glimpse
Now it was her that would face the ultimate consequence
So she was thrown in prison. crying all day and night
thinking how her friend had left her simply wasn't right
As tears were streaming all down her face
she pulled out her mirror to put things back in place
“Why did this happen to me?” she said with pity unfound
and was suddenly startled to hear a replying sound
“She is not worthy of you, the mirror hissed.
“She was always jealous of your beauty and bliss.”
She thought for days about what the mirror had said
and soon depressing thoughts were starting to change in her head
Slowly but surely a feeling of hatred began
No longer did she view this girl as her once best friend
The Revenge she wanted started a new scheme
It was her and the mirror that became the new team
The best way they could think to get under her skin
Was not to get rid of her but instead her next of kin.
My oh my what a wonderful plight
Instead of the king or the queen she'd kill Snow White
When the prison sentence was finally complete
she was nothing short of the most incredible feat
Because of the mirror she had gained great power
She promised herself that to no one would she cower
The Evil Queen, was now her new name
and to her killing Snow White would end all her pain
She dressed up in rags as an old, poor hag,
carrying only one red apple in her little brown bag
The apple was poisoned, but would not be refused
For Snow White wouldn’t have any other choice to choose
So with Snow White in sight and apple in hand
she called out to her from across the land
“Oh dear come here, I have a present for you
Snow White obeyed not knowing revenge was askew
She took the apple from the old lady with a smile
for she did not know that it was filled with vile
The Evil Queen snickered as she took a huge bite,
She watched as she dropped dead whispering, “Night night, Snow White.”
The rest of the story is now up to you
Does she remain dead or will she be rescued?
The End
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