Once upon a time
There was a
Tin soldier
Who
volunteered,
Which, as
Everybody
Knows,
Is never
A
good idea;
Letting
A wicked witch
Think for him,
Without
Question
Until one day
A pretty
Dancer showed
The
tin soldier
The joys
Of rebellion –
A lesson
Never
learned.
Flawed
In his
Perfection,
The soldier
Loved
The
dancer
With all
His tinplate heart
For what
He
thought
She was
While a goblin
Mocked
Them both
Until
She
flew away,
Or rather he
From her,
Never
Knowing
What
he left
Behind.
Had this
Been
A fairy tale,
The pretty
Dancer
Would
have
Blown into
The open
Stove,
Followed by
The tin
soldier
For love
However,
This wasn't
So -
Because
the
Goblin, for
Lack of any
Other,
Fell into
The
fire
Instead.
Anyway,
The tin soldier
Married a girl
Who was happy
To
replace
The wicked witch -
Only nicer.
So, even if
Nobody
really
Lived
Happily
Ever after,
Those involved
Got
on with
Their lives;
Except for
The goblin,
Who
walked
Into
A different
Story
Altogether.
