(For the same story different ending collab and inspired by sojushots wonderful image!)

Beauty learned important lessons from her wise old mother

One such being 'never judge a novel by its cover'

So when she met a heinous Beast and he produced a flower

Beauty didn’t frown or fret, she didn’t cry or cower

Instead, she courteously smiled and thanked him for the present

Despite the fellow’s frightening front, she made her greeting pleasant

‘How do you do, kind sir?’ she said, her blue eyes twinkling bright

‘Hungry’ he growled and snatched her up and scoffed her in one bite

And if to you this story seems too cynical or sad

Just think on all the duds you’ve read whose covers too were bad