Fairest maiden of the tower,
why you look so doomed with sorrow?
Throw your braid down the bower,
and we'll leaving in the morrow.

Charming knight I'm so unhappy,
no one could climb up my mane.
Need to get rid off this crappy
lice infection that drives me insane.

Don't stare at me like a retard!
get me a shampoo from the fair.
I can wash my hair with the nard
to get all these bugs off my hair.

Charming knight brought back the infusion
climbed up the endless bower.
The poor man fell by the impression,
once he stepped inside the tower.

This fair maiden was so naughty,
a winged fellow she was kissing!
Wrecked princess looked him doughty,
poor Prince Charming fool for teasing.

Oh my prince you came in late,
meet the fairy dude I' ll marry.
Used his magic in my braid,
killed the lice and made me merry.

"Sorry Knight, go get your own
bugs to kill in other hair",
Fairy and maiden left him blown
both them flying in the air.

Charming knight a lesson learned:
don't trust princess in the steeple.
They are trickers, vain and wrecked,
fairy tales are just a fickle.

***I wrote this poem a long time ago. I want to dedicate it to those who love quirky and twisted retellings of fairytales, like the FairytaleCommunity
I know you'll never see Rapunzel the same again.