Snow White, they say
Is beautiful
But that's not what I think
I think she is
A cry baby
With yucky jet-black hair
She runs away
From her step mom
And ends up with dumb dwarves
She stunned the dwarves
With her "beauty"
And leaves them in the end
To run off with prince charming
If only I can
Modify the story
Here is what I'd write:
Snow White, they say
Is a loner
Who does not have a friend
She runs away
And met a dwarf
Whose name is Mr. Dopey
The small guy stole
Her step mom's mirror
And gave it to his friends
Together they
Used the mirror
For gambling at casinos
And all the dwarves
Won jackpot rounds
And bought a lot of liquor
The clock striked twelve
The dwarves were drunk
And in their dizziness
They sold the poor young Snow White
Author's note: If readers r/r this poem, then I'll continue to write
chapter 2, which will be about the guy that the dwarves sold Snow White to.
Is beautiful
But that's not what I think
I think she is
A cry baby
With yucky jet-black hair
She runs away
From her step mom
And ends up with dumb dwarves
She stunned the dwarves
With her "beauty"
And leaves them in the end
To run off with prince charming
If only I can
Modify the story
Here is what I'd write:
Snow White, they say
Is a loner
Who does not have a friend
She runs away
And met a dwarf
Whose name is Mr. Dopey
The small guy stole
Her step mom's mirror
And gave it to his friends
Together they
Used the mirror
For gambling at casinos
And all the dwarves
Won jackpot rounds
And bought a lot of liquor
The clock striked twelve
The dwarves were drunk
And in their dizziness
They sold the poor young Snow White
Author's note: If readers r/r this poem, then I'll continue to write
chapter 2, which will be about the guy that the dwarves sold Snow White to.
