She has to be so sweet
She has about eight horns, heavy eye lashes on shady eyelids,
Can’t a woman have a hairstyle and wear make up?
She wears a black and red dress spitting fire.
Can’t a woman have a practical sense of fashion in winter?
She has to be so sweet. Don’t mind the black lipstick,
The red pupils, the dark castle, and the whip.
Prejudices !
Ask her bloodthirsty pet bat:
Her spiky crown is not to be considered.
Can’t a woman have a hat?
Of course, she must be sweet.
There is a sensitive heart, under the sadistic smirk
The poison apple was just a healthy snack
How kind of her to bring it up
Her long spiky nails never scratched skin
Her pet dragon is just an old softie
Breathing fire on those rude knights in shining armour
Who don’t even bring it a blankie
Up on its dark tower.
She said she’d never lie, she said she’d never cheat.
Never, ever, ever
She wouldn’t dare, would she?
She has to be so sweet
