The Tales they tell ya

Here’s to the tales they tell ya

That there’s a good fella

Who’ll fall in love with Cinderella

And the proposals they propose

That love has its repose

That’s it’s and effect without a cause

Then head out, a sailor to sea

Wait for the mischief they tell ya will be

Eager to be an enigma in a mist of mystery

And lady luck will come in clones

And lucky charms will tickle your tones

You’ll be laughing; chilled to the bones

Then you walk into what’s left of a battle

And you see the snake and rattle

Right there in the middle of the cattle

And Cinderella kicks off her shiny shoes

And teaches a good guy a game of ruse

Double jeopardy; you choose not to choose

And you see the other window pane

You see the crowd, some left, then all came

And you’re wondering who to blame

You hear the Joneses Just got back from Hawaii

You wonder if the water was crisp, the weather was dry

Then your turn your eyes to the blue sky

Isn’t the same one that told an old story

Isn’t the same one that lured is all good and glory

Why did it hide the part where it’s cruel and gory?

You check your feet on the ground, and click your heels

Maybe the ground will change to how it once used to feel

But that’s a cliff hanger, soon, fancy that; snap; it’s real.