Dealing with Dwarfs

Snow’s got her hands full again 
today; her patience is wearing thin. 

Grumpy’s still sporting that permanent 
scowl, while Happy’s got a roguish grin. 

Sleepy’s snoozing ’round the corner, 
and Bashful’s there hiding, see him? 

Dopey’s kind of fun to watch, 
but you wouldn’t want to be him. 

Doc’s prescribing pills for all: 
fatigue, anxiety, depression.  

And Zyrtec for Sneezy’s allergies;   
they’re never-ending. (God bless him.) 

It’s not exactly peaceful here, since  
Miss White rejected that kiss. 

The hardest part is deciding how she feels. 
Ah, Happy ever after it is. 

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In April, she poems. Sometimes with princesses. And dwarfs.