Folklore is for non-believers.

Life is a pantomime, to be acted, not lived.
Tragic things are comic now; no point in being sad.
Wear your corset with pride, shave your eyebrows and paint them like faeries.
Folklore is not a fairy-tale.
Inside, we're all imps and critters, we just need to find our wings,
Perfect is so over-rated, we all need to be ridiculous sometimes.
So spread your wings and join the parade of life.