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Cast out from home
\nBy that jealous gnome
\nHer father married
\nWhen her mother passed on.<\/p>\n
Vain and younger,
\nShe kept an oval mirror
\nIn her dress pocket,
\nAlways with her.<\/p>\n
Constantly jealous
\nOf her stepdaughter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s beauty
\nAnd effortless warmth
\nWith everyone around her,<\/p>\n
She wondered
\nWhat it was about Snow,
\nThat inspired so many
\nTo love and protect her.<\/p>\n
She tested her theory
\nBy commanding her security
\nTo kill young Snow
\nAnd dispose of her body.<\/p>\n
But they couldn’t.
\nThey\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d known her since
\nShe was a baby, watched her
\nGrow up into a gentle lady.<\/p>\n
So they snapped photos of her
\nLying “slain” in red paint
\nThen smuggled her aboard
\nA very large container<\/p>\n
To an island far away
\nFrom her evil stepmother,
\nWhere she was adopted by
\nA group of old dwarven miners<\/p>\n
Who had recently lost
\nTheir own wives and daughters
\nTo a terrible outbreak of influenza
\nThat killed almost all the villagers.<\/p>\n
She became their hen mother,
\nMaking sure they had hot food
\nAnd fresh water, clothes laundered
\nAnd no ants in their cupboards,<\/p>\n
While they toiled in the dark mines
\nWhere rats loved to gather,
\nFor ore they could trade to buy
\nNice things for their daughter.<\/p>\n
They were kind to her,
\nThese fathers she’d always
\nHoped for, and now she had
\nSeven to care for her.<\/p>\n
Life was peaceful for Snow
\nAnd her adoptive fathers
\nTill visitors arrived
\nAnd one snapped her picture,<\/p>\n
Posting it onto social media
\nWhere her face had been tagged
\nEven before she was a toddler,
\nEmailing an alert<\/p>\n
To her wicked stepmother
\nWho hired a hacker to track
\nAnd locate her, easy with
\nLocation embedded in the picture. <\/p>\n
Proof of life confirmed,
\nShe sent assassins after her,
\nEach thwarted by seven dwarves
\nWith large iron hammers. <\/p>\n
They would not lose
\nThis precious new daughter.
\nThey’d sworn an oath
\nTo love and protect her.<\/p>\n
So Stepmother disguised herself
\nAs a humble villager,
\nAnd travelled in person
\nTo find Snow and destroy her.<\/p>\n
She had trained for some years
\nWith a nefarious grandmaster
\nWho had as few qualms
\nAs Stepmother’s own mother.<\/p>\n
She found Snow picking herbs
\nAt the edge of the forest
\nAnd sent poison-laced flies
\nTo land on her bananas.<\/p>\n
Snow ate while she cooked,
\nMaking shrimp gravy for dinner.
\nIt was Brag’s 80th birthday
\nAnd she wanted it to be super.<\/p>\n
As the poison worked into her,
\nShe felt a strange numbness.
\nShe fell backwards, eyes glazed,
\nFixed on the Big Dipper.<\/p>\n
Stepmother leapt with joy.
\nSnow was dead,
\nThe thorn finally
\nOut of her head. <\/p>\n
She boarded
\nThe next ferry
\nBefore the miners
\nCould pulp her. <\/p>\n
Oh, they were heartbroken
\nWhen they finally found her,
\nIn the mud, apples strewn
\nLike petals all around her.<\/p>\n
Dopey, the youngest,
\nWas a prolific healer.
\nHe gathered some herbs
\nAnd proceeded to feed her.<\/p>\n
She choked and breathed,
\nSpewing a black poison,
\nThankfully neutralised by
\nDopey\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s concoction.<\/p>\n
Snow healed and lived,
\nRefusing reprisal.
\nWhat would that make them?
\nShe reasoned to her fathers.<\/p>\n
So they moved inland
\nWhere there was no reception.
\nSnow believed vanishing
\nWas the better option.<\/p>\n
One day, Stepmother returned,
\nJust to be certain. Her mirror
\nTold her Snow lived, and was
\nStill beautiful and unburdened.<\/p>\n
Thor and Brag were there,
\nWaiting for her by the harbour.
\nThey\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d been waiting there
\nImpatiently, every day for her. <\/p>\n
For them, there was
\nNo such thing as safe,
\nNot until the enemy was slain.
\nThey seized her when she arrived,<\/p>\n
Showed her a picture of Snow,
\nHappy and alive, before smashing
\nHer head in with their hammers
\nAnd gutting her with a knife.<\/p>\n
Snow lived out her days
\nIn that peaceful place
\nWith fathers who adored her,
\nAnd animals that loved her.<\/p>\n
She never again feared her Stepmother
\nBut for the occasional nightmare
\nThat shook and woke her,
\nTill she sat up, drenched<\/p>\n
In tears and horror,
\nPulling out her phone,
\nWatching over and over
\nThe video of how <\/p>\n
Her Stepmother was slain.
\nOnly then could she sleep again.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Cast out from home By that jealous gnome Her father married When her mother passed on. Vain and younger, She kept an oval mirror In her dress pocket, Always with her. Constantly jealous Of her stepdaughter\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s beauty And effortless warmth With everyone around her, She wondered What it was about Snow, That inspired so many […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[17],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1063","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1063","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1063"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1063\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1065,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1063\/revisions\/1065"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1063"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1063"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.polutexni.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1063"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}