The Princess and Her Fairy Tales

Susan spent the weekend with her princess phone ,
Crying with the lions by the garden wall .

Sir Lance he has left and Shakespeare's all dressed .
And she'll never hear her favorite Chaucer poem .

She'll count horse tails in sway without failure then say ,
"Oh no one who saves  a damsel's in distress ".

Pretty music it will play and two dancing figurines
Will dance on top an antique music box .

Upstairs there's no maid to turn back her covers
And never were there dragons to be slayed .

She'll carry on with her pain , her guilt those royal maps ,
The only tool she's ever learned to have .

Some day she's bound to hear that banjo playing owl ....