Not an Average Magical Arrange

Once upon a time;
Don't you get tired of that old rhyme?
As soon as you hear it,
You know a what has been written.

But here comes a change,
This is no average magical arrange;
Where the animals talk
And the magic curfew ends at the sound of the clock.

In here there's no Fairy-godmother
But you can achieve, though it may be tougher
No Prince charming will rescue the Damsel in distress
Actually girls can save themselves, you'll be quite impress.

But let's not baffle oneself,
And close those fairytales and leave 'em on the shelf.
For the story that is worth to be heard
Starts with You, making this live be a story worth to tell.

This is not an Average magical arrange
This is your life, and this is where it begins.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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