Once upon a time,
Maiden, you have felt Spring’s breath upon cheek
Swept off to castle by Nature’s full bloom
Behind veil you remain impenetrable to critique
Crossing the threshold with fairest of grooms.
Twice upon a time.
Doe eyed dost thou sit to moment’s rest
Below young toddler – o squeal of delight!
Tosses and tumbles without sign of distress
Where wouldst thou join her another night.
The Third time
House hangs its bleak cloaked fettering down
Ancient clock strikes the belle’s chilling blow
Your hunched shoulders heavy hungry for the crown.
Fie! she, wanton girl! Would steal your rightful glow
Hast she forgotten pious love with King fairer than Snow?
To apple this bitterness tends rotten to e’ry core
Alas, my Queen – withered – happiness finds you nevermore.