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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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