Hers was not an apple But Icarus in a jetplane Wanting to fly out of bed To break the glass of the tower Then transform into a phoenix I attempted to rescue her But the thorns got her first Scratched her eyes No matter how much I cried She still couldn't see me She longed for a Prince To spin her a ladder of gold Climb past her mother Swing through the window But this Captain, riding his stallion Had a kingdom to manage So I left her to stamp and hurl lettuces And fairies They cast a spell at me I dodged and she slept for a hundred years I wept in the woods There the wolf wept too, for his grandma was dead He huffed And puffed And blew the princess away What a big heart you have