I found
Happily Every After was a page
I had to turn, and then
There was the back of the book
And my life to live
And happiness was something to fight for
With bared teeth and brain
And nobody else
Could win it for me, so
I'm learning to fight.
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The Fairytale Wakes
PoetryOnce upon a time is now. A poetry collection celebrating and subverting fairytales.