I feel I'm in a fairy tale, but the big bad wolf is running after me.
The glass slipper doens't fit and the damn prince doesn't want to marry me.
The three lil pigs have become sausages and bacon, and that kitty in the boots says he feet are achin.
The seven dwarves ran away and Snow White's a little bitch.
Though I seem to have made friends with a certain wicked witch.
Dorothy's house nearly cruhsed me, and I lost Little Bo Peep's sheep.
I tried to wake her up, but Sleeping Beauty's still asleep.
The gingerbread house is crumbling, and Humpty fell off his wall.
My evil stepmother says I can't go to te ball, and My pumpkin carriage squirmed adn rotted. And rumplestiltskin has become besotted.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, won't let down her hair...
I ate all the porridge and ran away from the bears.
The emporer's new clothes started to unravel,
And the giant in the Beanstalk decided to travel.
I find myself lost in a fairytale come true,
I threw away the magic beans, and saw how they'd grew.
A witch and a princess, the bad and the good.
I'll be a cliche, if I find my way outta the woods.
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Frantik_Fingertips: That's really clever lol i like it alot : ) on February 19, 2007 9:11 PM
