The Great Climber
A realm at war it is black versus white
Where true loves first kiss can break evil spells
And slumber can come from an apples bite
There, all tales end with sounds of wedding bells
She looks for the land of far far away
Stuck in a tower made of yellow brick
Hair blonde and long she sits alone to pray
Is something not, right is it just a trick?
For her happy endings seem to be gone
No godmother to save the day nearby
Or valiant white knights who display their brawn
She is done waiting and will now try
Nothing can stop her she is a fighter
For she is Rapunzel the great climber