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Once upon a time in a very dif'rent place
Was a kingdom in which ruled her land with disgrace
The girl who ruled this land was oh so mean,
A very tiny princess only about age fourteen.

Luxurious funiture was quite abundant there;
A loyal servant who could swear to be a twin
A pure white horse by the name of Josephine
And many riches claimed the tiny princess mean.

Oh, are you so poor that you cannot afford a meal?
I'll simply take it from those who really only steal
And if you wish to take me down for this solitary ideal...
Come over here and down I'll make you kneel!

Now, show your respects.

Evil flower, continue on to bloom
So you can create a field of color
And if there are weeds that loam and beg here to stay,
Well, they'll all die off and feed roots, anyway.

And the princess really loved a boy
A boy of blue who simply thought she was a toy
So instead he chose a girl of the green
But the wicked princess did not take well to said scene.
Immediately, she called forth a room
And locked it up with the heroic generals

In a soft voice that she didn't wish to say,
"Dispose the girl of green and subjects, in any way."

So the houses of the people were burnt to the ground
Soon the screaming voices would no longer make a sound
And the people who suffered in all of this pain
Any mercy gotten would be nay...

"Oh! It's snack time."

Evil flower, continue on to bloom
So will say the doom of people bloodied
And even when the flower seems to be so refined, ah,
The thorns in the garden had driven to it's decline.

To slay the cruel princess was no easy task
However subjects would no longer bear a mask.
Like a flock of birds, they were solemnly led by
A lady of red, a mercenary in the nigh.

With so much anger, the light of their hate
Dissipated all their fears of killing a magistrate.
And since the army was injured after war,
All the attacks to defend were not much of a chore.

Leaving all the fallen, subjects gathered in the court
Most of the maids fled because they knew their time was short
As the little princess could not put up with a fight
She surrendered life into the night!

You horrible man!

Evil flower, continue to bloom
With a beautiful color of doom
That girl's paradise she had created
Made her a doll full of splinters and hated.

A very long time ago in a long lost place
Was an evil kingdom who ruled the land with disgrace
And the ruler was a tiny girl so mean,
A very evil princess who was only age fourteen.

She was to be dispatched at exactly 3-o'clock
Which was when the church bell gave it's very first 'dong'.
The person who once was royalty
Was asleep in jail, held without such loyalty

And so when the time eventually found that tick
To her, the church bells sounded rather muffled.
So without looking out to that face in the crowd,
She decided to scream very loud,

"Oh...snack time."
Evil flowers
Continue to bloom
With such a beautiful doom
So now the people who use her as a household name
Ah, her punishment would have never been the same.