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Snow White (Too bad I didn't write the book)


Watching Snow White left me blue

When she took a bite of the apple, I yelled at the screen not to chew

When you opened the door did you not sense any danger?

The witch pulled you by the croset I watched you get thinner. Is that when you finally realized she was a sinner

Leave it up to me; Snow White would be a winner

The door handle would of never shook, then you wouldn't have to worry about Snow's body being crook

Too bad I didn't write the book

 

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