Long time ago in many of
years, a woman who become
a true love tale of Snow
White, her hair was so black
stallion, her skin of her
face so dedicate and firmed and
delight and colorful, her
lips was shaped as red cherries
all over and over
beautifully like the sky high, her dress
made of white, a dazzling
white, she walked into her
passionate path road trail
street together, she was so bright
on and on, her smiles were
so magical in her land, she
found her sweetheart
village, she found seven fascinating
friends along, she went in
the village, she broom entire
place to place, she sings
and dance when she cleaning
away like a charm, she
powdered her friends cheek
bones, nice and firmed,
she love many flowers in her entire
room, she decorated
neatly, she heard one single knock of
the door, she answer it,
she opens the door, she said to her
own voice, who is it, I'm
a Prince Philip, nice to meet
you, he took Snow White to
ice skate at the skating rink
arena, so he teach her
skate, he grab her hand, they skate
together peacefully, she
capture her own heart like a
strawberry blend, she fell
in love forever and ever in years
like that, The End
Written by
Michael James Brindley
4-2-15
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