"Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
"Famed is thy beauty, majesty. Behold, a lovely maid I see. Rags
cannot hide her gentle grace. Alas, she is more fair than
thee."
"Alas for her, reveal her name!"
"Lips red as the rose. Hair black as ebony. Skin white as
snow."
"And now a special sort of death for one so fair! What shall it
be? Ah! The Sleeping Death!"