Prettiest lips pink any would have ever seen
With a Beauty spot naughty around, the chin
Smiles the deadliest weapon Of her part
Many have died with arrows through their heart
Sometimes i desire to feel your face on my finger tips
Your arrogance and my limits kills my desires to bits
Mushy lashes on the big brown Shy eyes
Creates a unique phenomena of Fire on ice
Shiny white straight her round tipped Nose
An Added beauty to her highness overall course
I am the pauper lifting her Palanquin through the roads
Those are only stories were the Princesses kiss the toads.
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