It was a cold and a moonless night
With a cloudless sky and no light
Anxiously, the girl kept looking back
And her feet began to run instead of walk
She had promised to be early and on time
But she had been captivated by the shining lights
Her golden hair flying away with the wind
She held her cloak in place with one little hand
Her mother would be angry, she knew for a fact
She had broken the rules and broken her pact
But the lights had called to her, tugging at her heart
She wanted to see them before they would drift apart
So the little girl made a deal with a thief
To take her to the lights, to be her guardian chief
He had obliged and taken her to see them
She had given them each a name
Happy and satisfied, she decided to trot back
But fate was cruel and gone was her sack
The thief held the crown of her head
And her mother would want her dead
Little feet splattering in the muddy water
She ran but then why should she bother?
She was betrayed by both her mother and the thief
The betrayal filled her little heart with grief
Two goons were after her life and she was afraid
But then she turned around and said
Hand me the crown and reap the rewards
They kidnapped her mother who was a coward
The mother apologized for all of her crimes
Said she was her daughter and her sunshine
The thief then emerged out of nowhere
And cut her hair, leaving her neck bare
The girl was truly free as her mother writhed
Best birthday present she had been gifted
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