Rapunzel

I really don't have anything against fairy tale princesses.  Okay, maybe I do...

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair.

Can you hear me?  Is your head full of air?

You're stuck in a tower—Is that a trick?

Cause if it is I should give you a kick.

You are a princess, we both know it’s true.

Sadly that means you don’t know what to do.

Your face is so pretty but is it real?

If you remove that mask I might go keel.

The witch has made you a miserable wretch,

But there’s no one that wants to hear you kvetch.

You stay in a tower each day and night.

I think you’re lazy and afraid of light.

You don’t have friends in your skyscraping lair.

But honestly?  I really do not care.

You say your life is like a fairy tale.

Stop telling me that; it’s getting so stale.

Life is a bore when you’re stuck all alone,

But hearing your woes is making me groan.

You claim your lover will come and save you.

Why isn’t he here?  I don’t think it’s true.

It is time for you to start a new life,

One where your rumors are not running rife.

As parting words, I say this unto you:

Leave your tall tower and go get a clue.