The sure way of getting nothing for something

I got another revolting rhyme to share; this time it’s the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. Odd isn’t it that she’s living with little men.

Okay, so Snow White (I’d be disappointed with my parents if they had given me a name like that) lost her Mum and his King father remarried after writing an ad at every magazine in the Kingdom looking for a Queen. The new queen, Ms. Maclahose, brought to the castle with her a "magic talking looking glass" that provides the correct answer to any question you ask. The Queen asked the mirror everyday for ten years "Who is the fairest of them all?" And for ten years, she get the answer that it was herself; but suddenly one day it changed and said it was Snow White who was prettier. Well, you know the drill: she ordered a huntsman to kill her in the woods; he let her go and gave the Queen a bullock’s heart which she ate, by the way. Snow White hitches a ride to the city and got a job as a cook and maid for seven little men, who are all ex-jockeys and they spend and lose all their money betting on horses. Suddenly, Snow White was struck with a great idea.

Young Snow-White hitched another ride,
And then, when it was very late,
She slipped in through the Palace gate.
The King was in his counting house
Counting out his money,
The Queen was in the parlour
Eating bread and honey,
The footmen and the servants slept
So no one saw her as she crept
On tip-toe through the mighty hall
And grabbed the mirror off the wall.

What else do you think this bunch of gamblers would ask an honest mirror? They then used it to predict the winner of the next day's horse race.

Thereafter, every single day,
The Mirror made the bookies pay.
Each Dwarf and Snow-White got a share,
And each was soon a millionaire,
Which shows that gambling's not a sin
Provided that you always win.

Oh, how my husband love that last part of the poem.