Snow White and the Seven Dwarves
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Once upon a time,
A princess sat inside a tomb
-a crystal coffin set by dwarves
beneath the light of crescent moon-
They watched her blink her glassy eyes
My name belongs to wonderland, to the black forest in which I stay
A place of magic, wonderment and the plague—that’s how I lost my father too
Mother knows best, doesn’t she? That’s why I frolic in these woods
Once upon a time,
Grumpy was not mean.
He been in love sometime,
She was the queen.
They called me a monster,
They called me a witch.
They called me a hypocrite,
A bully, a snitch.
They called her beautiful,
A sight to be seen.
More beautiful than any,
