Fair As Fair

• Tahlia Dowie, Grade 11
• Poetry
• 2011

Skin pale as white as snow
Running scared, nowehere to go
Along comes huntsman, axe in hand
Said he “run free, go ahead”
Seven men, short as desks
Save Snow White from her death
A knock on the door, one fine day
An Apple left, Witch sent away
With one bite, rendered speechless
Encased in glass, left unconscious
A kiss, a touch, a lovers breath
Confidence to live the rest.
Wedded white with wedded kiss
Wicked witch disrupts wedded bliss
Dance forever, until you can’t stop
Dance in iron, until you drop.