One day,
My prince will come.
(prince of hades
feeling sympathetic that day)
Sweep me away,
On a pink palomino.
(horses are never pink
and cannot sweep)
take me to a rose garden
build me an arbour.
(im allergic to pollen
and arbours let in rain)
we’ll have a lil
prince and princess.
(monsters more like
yelling all day)
I’ll maintain my figure
And wear icy-pink ball-dresses.
(hairnets and bathrobes,
with morning coffee stains)
I’ll be gracious and cordial
A married Diana.
(snapping all day long
a true-blue fishwife)
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