Fairytale – A Limerick

Once upon a time, I turned the fairytale to horror
As your queen, I ruled through threats and terror
And isn’t it a pity
To suffer my pretties..
So… Who’s the fairest, Mirror, Mirror?

Your suffering means nothing to me
I relish the chance to inflict cruelty
Your hearts I will wrest
Pull them live from your chests
And let you feel the full force of my malignity

Don’t for a minute, think I’ve softened my stance
Oppose me, you don’t stand a chance
For vengeance I swear
Stand aside or prepare
To be party to this most wicked dance….

I got a little carried away with this one…

In response to Mind and Life Matters’ limerick poetry challenge.

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