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Fairy Tales
More Tales from the Brothers Grim
Snow-White she was called in Fairy Books,
she had to leave her castle, her home,
because her stepmother hated her looks,
banned from her land, the forests to roam.
She came to a hut where seven dwarfs lived,
and entered the house without permisson,
and there she got Pandora`s box for a gift,
to sell anything in the box on commission.
For the dwarfes where not pretty little sprites,
that danced around perfumed flowers,
they where seven of Hell`s famous knights,
creepers in midnights blackest hours.
Hate was the first, that she did sell,
and anyone bought it with Greed,
companions that go together well,
Murder comes next where those two breed.
And so she wandered to her old lands,
and offered whatever she found in the box,
gathered an army of willing hands,
every thief, all the scum from the docks.
The castle was stormed while the thunder roared,
and king and queen where found in bed,
Father why do you look so bored?
You were so eager in turning my snow to red.
The father closed the book with a leer,
and cuddled closer to his little daughter,
his hot breath stinking from rancid beer,
tenderloin, tenderloin, meat for the slaughter.
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