This is a poem I wrote about a ship that I don't like or hate,
So if you ship Snow and Charming, please don't celebrate.
In fact, I suggest you leave while you can,
Before their daughter Emma shows up in her yellow van.
You can call it a bug and I don't disagree,
But I need this to rhyme and Merlin was stuck in a tree.
So, back to Hook and Emma, who I ship,
I really wish I could see Hook doing the Whip.
Oh wait.....he's dead in the underworld and I need another rhyme,
But I'm sure Emma will find him and my heart will heal in time.
This was supposed to be about Snowing, but I guess it is not,
Now back to some random panda sleeping in a cot.
