Eternal child

Eternally dances,

Whirling love song beauty dances.

Breaking hearts with merry light steps,

Graceful laughter steps

Swings a child,

Innocent delicate Wendy child

Round and round and round they go

Till Peter lets go.

And Wendy child,

Innocent, delicate Wendy child,

Falls to the ground,

Broken at Peter's whim.

No thoughts spared for her.

Tch, the girl needs a backbone, for goodness sake.

Let's continue the pattern dearies.

Another dancer on the floor,

Sensible, knowledgeable Jane.

Wendy screams, no one can hear.

And Jane is already lost in his eyes.

This is shorter, this dance in the stars.

Peter bores quickly, let's us watch and see.

Round and round and round they go

Till Peter lets go.

And Jane, sensible, knowledgeable Jane,

Falls to the ground.

No thoughts spared for her.

Hmm, she ought to have been more cautious.

She cries out to Peter

Sensing a pattern in progress

"No! Not Margaret!"

First to speak to this boy,

This boy who ruins love, first love

With selfish boredom, pretty poison

And of course he pays no mind.

And love already has taken Margaret

Margaret, dear, sweet childish Margaret

Who could not harm a slug.

Let's see what becomes of her.

So fast are they whirling

She cannot see poor Wendy's broken bones

So sweet are his whispers

Her mother's screams do not penetrate her ears

And look!

Peter Pan stifles a yawn.

The end is near for dear, sweet Margaret.

This is the shortest of all, don't you think?

Margaret is no exception for our pattern.

Down she falls

Peter laughs.

So beautiful

So enchanting

It makes one want to cry.

Many have.

He circles the ball room again and again.

I still say they should have been less gullible,

Should have seen the manic gleam in his eye.

But they didn't, and still don't.

He spins those gullible, adoring children in circles

Faster, faster!

And he lets go sooner every time, till the corner is filled,

Filled with innocents

And still he dances on

Wendy and Jane are already gone,

Margaret going fast,

crushed beneath their posterity

(What kind of death is that?)

Whose shattered body will be added next?

Yours?

Fin