The Little Mermaid

Once upon a time, a baby girl was born.

Her curls were free and her eyes could smile.

A voice, so sweet, her being did adorn,

but without her legs, her life was full of trials.

Unlike her sisters, she chose a different path,

rather than submit to her parents' will.

She longed for something new and chose to act.

Like a huntress, she went in for the kill.

But this is where the story breaks away:

instead of changing herself to acquire love,

this girl loved herself, saving her own day.

Without legs, she climbed to her goal above.

She trained as hard as she could; she was picked.

Without legs, she swam for gold in the Special Olympics.


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