In her sparkling, tinkling, golden world
Snow White was Queen
with a host of adoring coutiers.
But was laughed at
by family and friends
until she felt like a peasant.
So she left and travelled south,
where she encountered
a company of Dwarves
whom she emphatically enslaved.
And sent to the mines
to dig for diamonds and gold
in terrible working conditions.
As for the sweet animals of the forest,
they were promptly (but politely) informed,
if the house was not cleaned to perfection
the dinner menu would be changed.
Snow White grew fat and ruled her kingdom
with rage, weight and a great big stick.
Goldilocks and LR Riding Hood enrolled
and they became a trinity of tyrants.
The three bears signed up to be bodyguards.
Machiavellian meetings and furtive whisperings
led the dwarves to hire
the Wicked Witch of the West.
They watched in gruesome glee
as Snow White munched on the
poisoned apple.
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Friday, 25 January 2008
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