Once upon a time fairy tales didn’t exist
You had to write your own happy ending
Despite the sky falling down around you
No amount of honey would bother to solve the challenges
But dodging those prince charmings could be a full time job
I’m not sure how to let it go
But maybe if I broke out in random song it might help
I do not know the muffin man, who lives on Drury lane
And I’m not interested in any cold porridge, I’d rather avoid hungry bears
Rambling and not making sense
Hidden double meanings and meanderings
As most fairy tales do
But this comes to an end
Long before I found my happily ever after

Written from a prompt in a creative writing group I facilitate. You can check it out and request to join us here: https://m.facebook.com/groups/213087289131266/?ref=share&mibextid=NSMWBT