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Fairy-Tale Love |
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| I love fairy tales. I do not love listening to people gush about "fairy-tale love." You want fairy-tale love, people? Here you go. Help yourselves. Watch out for the violent transformations and the psychopathic behaviour of hedgehog people. |
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| Fairy-Tale Love |
| I met you beside the fountain In the woods. You were a frog. And then You taught me how to fill My sieve with water. I was grateful. When You trailed me home that night, I was less grateful, but was still okay Till you forced me to behead you. Anyway, The frog corpse in my bed Was probably a symbol of Our perfect and romantic Fairy-tale love. I had these enchanted horses That I got pretending to be dumb; I rode them up a mountain, And you threw three apples at me. Some Might say we didn’t know Each other very well, but you had breasts, And I had golden armour: The prosecution rests. When I unmasked and showed My homely face, that roomful of Great kings and nobles shouted, “Fairy-tale love!” You were a hedgehog. You terrified Your first wife; You maimed her. She died. You threatened me. I married you too. Everyone knows That’s what you’re supposed to do. Doesn’t matter what I see. I’ve heard this is destiny. I tricked a whole bunch of giants Into dying at each other’s hands. The king then gave you to me, Plus a quite enormous stretch of lands. You tried to have me killed Because I wasn’t good enough for you, But I was really clever, And I tricked you too. You still resent me, as You feel you are too far above My station. All will envy Our fairy-tale love. I kidnapped you from a tower. You’re escaping from my mountain lair. I’m dressed in rotting leather. You spend all day as a talking bear. I’m longing for your shoes. I ran away because I thought you lied. I got you pregnant After you died. It’s satisfying that We’re called a great example of A destined and idyllic Fairy-tale love. Back to Music page |