Fairytale Love Is Not What It Seems
Love is not a fairytale.
You can't expect a prince on a white horse.
You can't get a 100% glass slipper without breaking it to shards.
A rose would die after years in a glass encasement.
A pea would squish under you matresses let alone just one.
Kissing a frog would get slime all over your freshly glossed lips.
Sleeping for years on end would result on you dieing with lack of food,
And the stench might kill you as well.
A guy would pull your hair out trying to sneak up to your room, but your dad might pull out his.
Vines will fail at his next attempt to you.
And the hag that poisons an apple for you is just the jealous ex wanting her boyfriend back.
But always know that you're true love is out there waiting,
So you might have to dig deep for it.
Might I suggest Cinderella's work shoes instead of her freaky glass slippers?
You can't expect a prince on a white horse.
You can't get a 100% glass slipper without breaking it to shards.
A rose would die after years in a glass encasement.
A pea would squish under you matresses let alone just one.
Kissing a frog would get slime all over your freshly glossed lips.
Sleeping for years on end would result on you dieing with lack of food,
And the stench might kill you as well.
A guy would pull your hair out trying to sneak up to your room, but your dad might pull out his.
Vines will fail at his next attempt to you.
And the hag that poisons an apple for you is just the jealous ex wanting her boyfriend back.
But always know that you're true love is out there waiting,
So you might have to dig deep for it.
Might I suggest Cinderella's work shoes instead of her freaky glass slippers?