Once upon a time
There was a
Tin soldier
Who volunteered,
Which, as
Everybody
Knows,
Is never
A good idea;
Letting
A wicked witch
Think for him,
Without
Question
Until one day
A pretty
Dancer showed
The tin soldier
The joys
Of rebellion –
A lesson
Never learned.

Flawed
In his
Perfection,
The soldier
Loved
The dancer
With all
His tinplate heart
For what
He thought
She was
While a goblin
Mocked
Them both
Until
She flew away,
Or rather he
From her,
Never
Knowing
What he left
Behind.

Had this
Been
A fairy tale,
The pretty
Dancer
Would have
Blown into
The open
Stove,
Followed by
The tin soldier
For love
However,
This wasn't
So -
Because the
Goblin, for
Lack of any
Other,
Fell into
The fire
Instead.

Anyway,
The tin soldier
Married a girl
Who was happy
To replace
The wicked witch -
Only nicer.
So, even if
Nobody really
Lived
Happily
Ever after,
Those involved
Got on with
Their lives;
Except for
The goblin,
Who walked
Into
A different
Story
Altogether.