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Rapunzel

I'm gonna tell you a little story, about a girl who could rise
She looked at the world, with the biggest open eyes
She was black, she was white, she was yellow, she was brown
She was lighting up the road, all over every town
She was in, she was out, she was down, she was up
Riding on her coattails, never drinking from a cup
She loved to ride her big wheel, down into the ditch
Shy but always fun, always catching every pitch
Had her little boyfriend who liked to kiss her cheek
But that relationship only lasted a week
Had a habit of playing hooky that lasted awhile
She wasn't the most obedient child
Then she ran away from school, with her best friend
Stole candy from the gas station 'round the bend
Things get a little crazy when you have spare time
There are places to see, and there are trees to climb


This little piggy went to market square
And this little piggy flew straight out of there
This little piggy couldn't stand ground beef
This little piggy wants to see the Coral Reef
That little piggy had dreams of his own
And that little piggy could never find a home
While this little piggy settled down with a sow
And this little piggy made an terrible row
Snow white bit into the poison apple
While Rapunzel found herself locked up in a castle
And the man in the moon ran away with the spoon
While the helpless Sleepling Beauty was left to swoon
Prince Charming was oh so smart
He never broke a maiden's heart
Rumpelstilskin got his own
While the Emporer was stripped to the bone

So tell me about the girl with imagination
I think you can contrive a situation
Little girls grow up and leave their towns
Sometimes they walk the streets, sometimes they settle down
Other times they dream big even when they are poor
Won't settle for less, but they're working for more
Little boys were the same, in once upon a timeland
They weren't saving girls, they were giving them a good hand
No this isn't Wonderland, Babeland or Boyland
No time for Crimeland, just take my hand
Don't treat your fellow people like they're lower than dirt
Don't be surprised if you end up getting hurt
You reap what you sow and it's time to plant the seeds
I can speak in metaphor but you know what you need

What a lame fairy story without an ending
What about the little girl?