Rapunzel

• Katie Smart, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2015

Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair,
Said the prince that stood hopeless in despair,
She wanted a prince of wealth and bravery,
But she had to get away from the tower of slavery.

She sang to the animals she was sweet and passive,
With a heart the size of Paris it was practically massive,
Continuous long hair laid everywhere,
It was so soft and long it could give you a scare.

Complimented by forest in a land far away,
She was bound to have luck coming her way,
The bricks were flimsy and grimy and rotten,
Surrounded by vines covered up like a coffin.

So now you know partly how typical Rapunzel is,
From all her worries she wakes up with a fizz,
Hoping for one day to escape from her tower,
She doesn't stop dreaming not even for an hour.