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High in a tower like yours was but higher
A beauty asleep
All'round the tower a thicket of briar
A hundred feet deep
Agony no frustration more keen
When the one thing you want
Is a thing that you've not even seen
I've found a casket entirely of glass
No it's unbreakable
Inside don't ask it a maiden alas
Just as unwakeable
What unmistakable
Agony is the way always hard
She has skin white as snow
Did you learn her name no
There's a dwarf standing guard
Agony such that princes must weep
Always in thrall'most to anything almost
Or something asleep
If it were not for the thicket
A thicket's no trick is it thick
It's the thickest
The quickest is pick it apart with a stick
Yes but even one prick it's my thing about blood
Well it's sick
It's no sicker than your thing with dwarfs
Dwarves
Dwarfs
Dwarves are very upsetting
Not forgetting
The task's unachievable mountains unscalable
If it's conceivable but unavailable
Ah
Agony misery woe not to know what you miss
While they lie there for years
And you cry on their biers
What unbearable bliss
Agony that can cut like a knife
Ah well back to my wife