A Fairytale

A poem/story thing for Alice...I am so sorry baby. I love you.

  Once upon a time,

  There was a princess.

  The princess was named Alice.

  She lived in a tower,

  Hidden away from everyone. 

  The princess trusted no one,

  After being hurt by a person

  She trusted before. 

  But one day, a small

  Little whiny poor boy named

  Mack was determined to

  Climb the tower and make

  Alice his wife.

  But the journey from whiny poor boy

  To prince was hard.

  He had to fight dragons,

  And do terrible things.

  But he did it for Alice,

  Because though he never

  Met her, he loved her

  With all his heart.

  Then, he finally reached the tower,

  Which was twisted with dark vines

  Of death, and a muddy moat 

  Surrounding the deadly castle,

  Filled with snapping turtles and

  Crocodiles. 

  Mack stared at the castle.

  And stared at it some more.

  And stared at it for eight hours,

  Until he realized he couldn't do it.

  He couldn't climb this deadly tower

  And get the princess. 

  Feeling defeated and brought down,

  The poor boy walked away.

  But little did he know that Alice was watching

  Him very carefully out of her window.

  So, the princess began to

  Question herself.

  She wasn't sure whether to go

  See this poor boy, or stay

  In her castle.

  She thought.

  And thought.

  And thought more until the poor

  Boy was almost out of her sight.

  So, the princess grabbed her Swiss army knife,

  And jumped out of her window.

  Glass started breaking and it made

  Quite a ruckus.

  Mack jumped at the sound

  And turned around, and then gasped

  At the sight.

  The beautiful princess,

  Who seemed so innocent,

  Was smashing through her window

  Like someone from the Matrix,

  And throwing around her Swiss army knife

  As if it were a harmless yo-yo.

 

  She slashed open the fierce crocodiles,

  And cut open the snapping turtles,

  Until she landed with a big splash! in

  The disgusting moat.

  The poor boy gasped and

  Galloped over to the scene,

  Praying that the beautiful

  Princess was alright.

  He finally reached the revolting

  Moat, and saw a hand, covered in goat

  Feces appear from the water.

  He grabbed the hand, and pulled

  Out the princess.

  She was coughing up the

  Disgusting mud on

  The grass,

  And holding on Mack's arm

  For support.

  "Are you alright,

  Your majesty?" Mack

  questioned Alice.

  The girl looked up and asked,

  "Do you have a towel?"

  Completely ignoring the poor

  boy's wonder.

  Mack didn't have a towel,

  So he ripped off a piece of his

  Cheap shirt and handed it

  To her. "Your towel,

  My lady", he said. Then he bowed

  Like a total idiot.

  The princess laughed while

  Wiping off her face. 

Once the mud cleared off,

Mack asked, "Your majesty, what

Was that Matrix-like stunt you just

Pulled?"

The princess shrugged and said,

"Eh, it's not a big deal. I do it

Every night when I'm bored."

The poor boy then realized

That this princess wasn't soft

And innocent like he thought.

She was hard.

She was tough.

She could do Matrix stunts and still

Look beautiful.

And Mack loved it.

"But, why did you wait outside

Of my castle?" Alice wondered,

While brushing her fingers through her

Hair.

Mack wasn't sure what to say.

He could lie.

He could say he didn't know.

He could say it was simply a dare.

He could say he was bored.

But instead he replied,

"Because...I love you,

Alice."

Mack got a reply he did not

Expect at all.

The princess snorted and said,

"Well, that's a first. Not a lot of 

Guys like a girl like me."

The boy was stunned. 

How could any man

Not love a girl like

Alice?!

"Well, not a lot of girls

Like a poor boy like me",

Mack replied nervously.

Alice was stunned.

Mack showed her respect no

Other man ever did.

How could a woman not like

A guy like him?!

"I like you",

The princess said to

The poor boy. 

Before Mack could

Say anything, Alice

Leans in and kisses him softly.

And after that, Mack and Alice's

Lives were changed forever. 

   

Author's Note

It's kind of story, but I thought it was a poem. I don't know.

Reviews

[A.E. Surdam]

It is a poem, it is called a Dramatic Monologue, a type of poem. Just saying. Though I just loved this. I love stories and poem about princesses and princes. It creates a world of fantasy in which you can allow your mind to escape from the plagues of society. :)

[raindroplove]

very sweet :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Fiercely delivered and brave, a well sourced piece with many emotions and thoughts, well done.

wonderful sweet write

[PrincessZeldaWannabe]

Adorable and really sweet! It is quite the fairytale!

[Zack Burton]

Definitely adorable, but by no means great. This needs work.

[HopelesslyDevoted]

amazing story, you are very talented!

[Fabric Pulse]

It was one of the most deeply moving journey of rhymes I've ever gone on. Enchanting, spell casting.

[Vanessa Rico]

I like this alot! Really sweet and adorable!