Rapunzel's Curls

Starlight twists and unfurls
Lighting up Rapunzel's curls
Poor Rapunzel in the tower
In that dark space is where she must cower
"At my parents' hands did I come to this,"
Thinks she as she stares into the dark abyss
"Would I lead a life fulfilled and true,
Had my story not been stained by you?"
And so lovely Rapunzel goes unheard
Wishing that she could be free as a bird
The song in her heart that witch had yet mince
Was somehow heard by a faraway prince
He came to the rescue on his brave steed
And it was gorgeous Rapunzel whom he freed!
They rode into the sunset--the prince and the girl
Leaving behind Rapunzel's curls.