Fairytales tell, as their labels imply,
stories of magic, of creatures that fly
With giants and dragons and ogres and elves
And inanimate objects that speak for themselves
There’s romance and danger and plotting of schemes
There’s good guys and bad guys and some guys in-between
A fairytale also reveals some sort of truth
The perils of choices we make in our youth
But our story today is different in theme
For our hero had no choice - or so it would seem
It starts with a fairy bestowing a spell
This one’s a baby named Ella of Frell.
Monica, I though this was going to be the most difficult thing I ever had to do. But when i saw you walking down that aisle, I realized how simple it was. I love you. And surprises that come our way, it’s ok, because I will always love you. You are the person I was meant to spend the rest of my life with. You wanna know if I’m sure?