Fairy Tale Ending

I want the fairy tale,
so I keep kissing frogs,
but you don’t want an ugly duckling.
You say you want a swan
and rooms full of spun gold.
I do know your name,
but do you know mine?
That's me, the little red cheeked
innocent, a timid puss in boots
riding through your hood.
I'd walk on shards of glass
just to feel you once
lost in my wonderland.
Rapunzel unfurled herself to you and
Sleeping Beauty awaited your kiss and
Cinderella the right fit.
All I want is one chance
little piggie
to blow your house down.