• Once upon a time
    There was a Heroine
    Who helped the days
    And vanquished the bad
    But mist of all He NEVER ran
    One small day
    Upon twilight
    He wanted to check out the roses
    Placed neatly by the Evil king
    That eat the very flesh
    That hides your bones From the bone eater,
    He traveled that one day
    To the twilight roses
    At night When there asleep
    He will pick one For victory
    Once he went He never came back
    For those say
    He has been eaten by
    The twilight roses.