The king and queen of land far,
They did wish upon a star.
And they were blessed with a girl,
Baby, blue eyes and blonde curls
News was carried far and wide,
Guests were welcomed inside.
Fairies stood alongside men,
Except one who hatched a plan
So evil was this fairy,
Her thoughts could curdle dairy.
But let's rest her plans aside,
Till the babe could be a bride
At the christening on this girl,
The fairies did shake and swirl.
They had come to bestow gifts,
Good curses that would not lift.
The first was a gift of face,
To outshine the human race
Bestowed beauty with blonde hair,
Gorgeousness none could compare.
The second was a song gift,
So her voice could drop and lift.
It was this wise fairy's choice,
Nature would hear angels voice.
Suddenly a puff of smoke,
This startled even tough blokes.
A bad spirit had come here,
And with her came her friend fear.
On the babe she placed a curse,
Crown assumed nought could be worse.
She'd prick her finger and die,
The kingdom would weep and cry.
Then in another smoke bang,
Doors rattle and windows clang.
The being with evil mind,
Had gone and left human kind.
The spell could not be un-done,
Death had killed all the night's fun.
It could be changed with a spell,
To alter this living hell
Cradle the fairy approached,
A spell from her voice was coached.
Princess not to die, just sleep,
The prick would make her snooze deep.
All spindles were to be burned,
Only small comfort was earned.
Princess was taken away,
To safely await the day
Till her sixteenth had passed by,
So she'd be safe and not die.
With fairies to guard the girl,
To protect all her blonde curls.