Found this poem I wrote in high school before the teacher kicked me out of the class. Yes, this is based on Shrek.
A swamp is the sanctuary with
boulders for a lost soul.
He has been left alone, exiled.
Villagers are nothing to the tower.
He quests for the tower, in
hopes of being abandoned.
She is opposite but the same, flowers surrounding.
Fire cooks the friendship away, and
both are left in a daze, till
sundown shows true shape.
Glass breaks, the enemy is eaten, and the
family rejoice after evil is beaten.
Unfortunes untold, she is ugly and grace, and her
lover shares the same ugly ogre face.
