White Wonderland

To wonder who,
To wonder where,
Her name isn't special,
So at first who would
care?
She lives alone,
with lots of snow.
White fluffy, duffy snow,
Blanche like nice sweet
sugar
The snowy queen,
wears a white wedding
dress
Her life was so happy,
but now is just less.
Whispering, blank whiteness,
is quite unbearable.
But to her it is a Wonderful White Wonderland...





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