Was a tale as old as time,
It had gone as smoothly as a rhyme,
I had gave you a rose,
How love came no one knows,
The best tale as old as time.
They had somehow fell in love,
At first looked like a duck with a dove,
Thats why I had to lie,
Said she left just to die,
They really did fall in love.
She is now my Mrs. Gold,
She talked to me so fearless and bold,
At first when we had kissed,
Saw a plan so I hissed,
But now she's my Mrs. Gold.
Belle deserves better than him,
Chances of him being good are dim,
He cut off my own hand,
Darkest one in the land,
Belle needs far better than him.
I thought it would always last,
I thought your evil was in the past,
Now I know I was blind,
You kept the evil mind,
Its clear that it would not last.