Monday, March 30, 2009

The Prince Was On His Way 03/?/94

The Prince was on his way
on his way to see
to see his fair princess
his fair princess.

While riding through the wood
through the wood he saw
he saw a tiny box
a tiny box.

The Prince was too afraid
too afraid to pry
to pry the lid apart
the lid apart.

He placed it in his bag
in his bag upon
upon his trusty horse
his trusty horse.

The horses knees began to buckle
to buckle at the weight
at the weight of this small box
of this small box.

He left his horse, he left it
and continued on his way.

Bought a new horse.
And met his fair princess and
never said a word about the
box within the bag that
killed his horse which
now was lying in the leaves
and making mud.

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