Snow White's Bad Apple
Hair as black as night
Skin as pale as snow
Snow White was the real witch of the show
Played the fool as she twirled her hair
Knowing the Hunter would deem her fair
Wrapped the dwarfs in her little hand
She was not just the fairest of all the land
For she hated her step mother
Who took the attention of her father
She devised a plan to pretend to sleep
So a prince would come and meet
A beautiful princess who looked like a queen
But nobody knew the princess was not herself
For the apple ate, not only caused sleep but another change
Her step mother laid below a cliff
For the dwarfs were told to throw
Under the orders of the princess
And so the prince brought home a fragile girl
But the princess knew better
For she was not delicate at all
For she let her step mother fall
And so the tale was told
Nothing more in the world could show
Of a world that is more than cold.
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