Sonnet 37

Once upon a time there was a girl;
she never stopped dreaming,
she never stopped thinking,
she rarely stopped plotting.
Once upon a time she fell in love
with a knight
on a kite
one winter night.
It didn't make sense,
because she would never fall in love
with a knight
flying a kite
on a ludicrous winter night.
But facts are facts
and here is one:
she did fall in love with that knight.