Phone Home, Persephone!

Phone Home, Persephone! — page 1
Total poppycock Persephone wasn’t out picking any flowers She was running away from her overprotective mother And I never grabbed her She hitched a ride to the Underworld I couldn’t stand it that everyone who read the myths would think of me as some sort of kidnapper That’s why I wrote my own book to tell the world the truth So here’s the real deal on how I met Persephone and how she became my part-time Queen of the Underworld