'twas Not Beauty Killed the Beast
Storied fables fill the page
of many bygone tales
Penned perhaps to entertain
as memory prevails
Some as priggish parables
some as lullabies
Some weren’t meant to be the truth
Some might call them lies
The Wolf in clothing of a Sheep
The Tortoise and the Hare
Ugly Ducklings, Beanstalk boys
with Golden Goose to snare
If but one there could be true
in manifested fate
“Twas not Beauty killed the Beast!
“Twas love
The Beast was hate
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