The Account of Princess Belly
She loved another man.
Although she had all of her heart
All but one piece
She knew where it was.
No one to notice or ask made it hard
Her mischievous grin
In the outside and depths of her heart
Let her with anyone win.
The gold she’d toss to the streets
For the rats to crawl over and
The hag of hoard.
It gave her more pleasure that way.
She knew that one day
To him she’d flee away
And when she didn’t return
Everyone in the land would know this:
The drop of heat in a single kiss
Can take the term of eternal
And seemingly everlasting bliss
And dump it for the pigs to trod.
And someone of the nature of spoil
As with the Princess of this monstrous
Tale of the royal
Throw her longings miles.
And to watch who would catch would
Turn out your glee
But good, it is not!
Just ask he.
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