Without the Seven Dwarfs

August 6, 2017

Snow White had sat by the bright blue light

Waiting for her Prince to reply

He was handsome, kind, and Charming,

And even asked for her hand in marriage.

Two hearts had met in an alley

But one was destined to stop that night.

The stepmother held hatred for the Charming Prince

For abandoning her after he swiped right.

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