What hope do I have?
i don't have a talking clock
walking candle stick
or a cute teapot
i'm just a beast
guess i gotta get over it
no beauties
i scare them all away
be my guest at my castle?
"no way!"
they say...
no matter what i pay...
no brunettes in blue dresses
no white weddings...
flowers...
chocolates...
promises you don't intend to keep...
a lover who does not shudder
at my paws, claws, and feet
a real beauty queen
"this mirror will show you anything..."
sadly i am ever ugly
running from my reflection
in my lonely tower...
searching every hour...
miles of land i scour....
forevermore?
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