I’m sure some of you have wondered why princesses in fairy tales are always picture perfect. After all, what kind of message are children sent when they see true love between a prince and a princess because the princess was a hottie? Well, I found a poem (on that site Poetry 180) written by someone who felt the same way and I thought I would share it with all of you.

Fat Is Not a Fairy Tale

Jane Yolen

I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Cinder Elephant,
Sleeping Tubby,
Snow Weight,
where the princess is not
anorexic, wasp-waisted,
flinging herself down the stairs.

I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Hansel and Great,
Bounty and the Beast,
where the beauty
has a pillowed breast,
and fingers plump as sausage.

I am thinking of a fairy tale
that is not yet written,
for a teller not yet born,
for a listener not yet conceived,
for a world not yet won,
where everything round is good:
the sun, wheels, cookies, and the princess.

“The Baudelaire orphans looked up at the motto and vowed that before they died, they would solve this dark and complicated mystery that cast a shadow over their lives.” —The Austere Academy by Lemony Snicket