Pictures and Perspective--A fairy tale poem

The mouse had finally captured the ultimate meal, a full grown lion. It would feed his family for years to come.

"What a wonderful pet lion" that girl must have thought. unfortunately for her, she didn't realize what the lion was thinking. He was trying to decide the proper seasoning for his new bunch of meat pies.

He was just swimming along, like he normally did every night. This night though, he had been harrassed by some mermaid! She wouldn't just let him go about his swimming, thinking that he was going to drown.

Those little ants were all working and looked really tired. They scurried about, carrying their food, and didn't even have a nice little tune to sing! I thought they could go for some entertainment, because I didn't need to prepare. I decided to go troll them while they worked, and to play my little fiddle.

I was just bringing the groceries home, innocently working so that I could buy some shoes. Then a little fairy thing came out of nowhere and started talking to me; it must be a robber! It squeaked little things about how it was my lucky day, but I wasn't going to take any of that nonsense.

This is a a really nice forest! The real question is, how would i blend in for my wolf hunting trip in this red hood? The treats were nice bait; everyone knew wolves couldn't resist baked goods. I hold on tight to the machete in my pocket, ready for some wolf to pop out and attempt to eat my treats.

That hatter, what a jerk. Always hoarding the sugar and the guests to himself. What about me? It is my unbirthday also! I had the longest ears there, and that has to mean something! This girl better appreciate me, or I might have to break some stuff!

This gigantic meat bag shaped like a man was about to be slow cooked to perfection! He can't just think he can prance around in our world and not feed the masses.

"That is a nice Ladder!" I thought, "although it's probably not going to be fun when that girl jumps onto me." I was getting tired of all the jumping foolery, I mean really, I have feelings too! But nobody ever asks what the mattress wants, nobody cares about my needs.

Why is this girl so pale? Does she purposely avoid the sun? Maybe she is a vampire, that could be why everyone likes her and she attracts animals so well. It would also explain her apparent aversion to sunlight.

The Poem
Snow White, the ultimate killing machine.
Many a prince had died to her ravenous hunger
Avoiding the light, not wanting to die herself.

She was hungry one day, and the animals knew it
They surrounded her, trying to prevent another death
She played along, knowing their trick
The animals knew this though, and tried to stall
Once the sun hit, they knew she would be over.

At midnight, she left though, and the animals couldn't stop her
The hunt was on; her hunger lingered
She stalked the village, looking for a nice meal
And found a man, whom she knew quite well

His name was Eucleides, and he was a servant
He said "good day, would you like a drink?"
And Snow White only replied with a "yes"
and fell upon him

He asked "what's going on?"
And she just kept biting
He fell to the ground, keeling in pain
And Snow White laughed, kneeling over the slain

He cried out, gurgling his own blood
Snow White mad, slashed at his stomach with her vampire claws
His blood poured out, making a nice pool
And Snow White wondered where that all came from?

When she was near done, Eucliedes still lived
So she ripped off his arm, looking for fun
She beat him with it, him crying in agony
And she wondered, how about this irony?

At the end, he was dead,
Snow White's hunger quite quenched.
And she went off to fill more souls with dread.