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ELLEN'S STANZA:
Wasting away,
"Friends" like you don't come every day.
My illness won't stop me from
Finding a cure. Will you become
The one to set me free?
Just for a day!
I'll demonstrate what we'll do.
Try now, my "friend!"
Dangers abound
Inside this long, lab-y-rinth house.
This charming game of cat and mouse
Will end with me. I will get out!
I will be free!
This is goodbye!
Your father is wise
But cannot surmise
Who's really you, "friend!"
VIOLA'S STANZA:
I was forewarned
Of wicked witches with thorns.
How could a sweet girl like you
Cause any harm? I never knew.
Our friendship meant everything
To me always.
Perhaps my father was right.
Forgive my ways...
This body's not mine.
I was betrayed and confined.
Now you've returned powerless.
You've earned my ire,
sick sorceress!
You'll set me free!
No other way.
Your time will come.
I'll make you pay!
How does that feel, "friend?"