• Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
    Who's the fairest of them all?
    You are, my Queen.

    So many times I have read those lines,
    And thought to myself,
    What the mirror should respond with is,

    My Queen, my Queen,
    Do you really need a magic mirror
    To give you compliments?
    Do you really need to
    Tell a hunter to kill a child,
    Just so you're the fairest?

    My Queen, my Queen,
    You will not be fairest,
    As you are green with envy
    Over a young girl,
    Who is now living
    With seven dwarfs.

    My Queen, my Queen
    You will not be fairest
    Until you learn to
    Accept things as they are.