Just a little ditty to keep my poetic license. Besides, all's fair in love and war.
A Prince's Tale
By shalimar
Copyright 1964, 2001
In days of old
This prince was bold
with women undercover
He had to confess
He'd wear a dress
If he fought another
A war broke out
There was a rout
He had no horse to ride
You could understand
Our prince he ran
He had to save his hide
He met a witch
No ordinary bitch
She saw our prince's fear
He lost his pride
"I've got to hide
Or they'll kill me over here."
And with a motion
She gave him a potion
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