Truth in Reflection
Or when the Mirror got tired of the Queen
Mirror mirror on the wall
Gonna stop you right there, doll
Mirror mirror I have a query
God your voice makes me so weary
I am Queen and mistress of thee
And your face don’t do much for me
Watch your words or you will crack
Bet your pretty awful in the sack
How dare you speak such vulgarity
Yet I doth speak with such verity
Mock me and I’ll take an axe to you
You’re lucky premarital sex is still taboo
Spiteful creature, you’re demon possessed
And your souls like a peasant’s teeth, abscessed
Just tell me if I’m the fairest!
Ooooh, someone’s going to be embarrassed
I’ll kill the girl myself, then destroy you
Then I’ve just a couple thing to say, boo
And what pray tell is that?
Queenie Queenie, you selfish witch
Snow White will put you in a ditch
Such prophecies will see you smashed
And if those weird dwarves stick you under glass
Ain’t no prince going to kiss your fugly ass
About the Creator
Sean A.
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
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