Once upon a time, 

there was this girl of mine

she stumbled out of the woods

wearing a disguise, a hood

she seemed ill and weak,

With comfort to seek 

She had ran away from home, 

she was terrified to be alone

We gathered together,

We heard the more the better 

We took her into guidance, 

but it was hard to hide this 

when we left her in the cottage, 

She washed our socks & her bodice

Upon arrival it seemed, 

the lady was in a deadly sleep 

We shed tears over her body,

Still as beautiful as a poppy

then a man so gracious

arose from the forest to face us 

placing a kiss on the princess,

in hopes to save her & us

though she was awaken, 

do not be mistaken

it is the dwarves

That will always love her more