Antifairytale

this is the new world
      what is wrong with you?
princesses don't sleep helpless in high pearl towers
      fingers don't get pricked on any magic-tipped spindle
a dashing prince won't wake anybody with a kiss
      he is flat-out waking himself up in the morning
the witch is a simple shy herb gardener
      she is growing no thicket of arm-length thorns
and if there is a dragon, he is sleeping, harmless
      and could care less about any war someone else wants to wage

the princesses wear combat boots and kick doors down
they own their empires, blossoming queens
      (princesses learn to save themselves first)
the princes have better things to do with their time
than come at your beck and call
      (princes learn to save themselves first)

this is this new world
      what is wrong with you?
princes aren't miracles
      and neither are you

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