Give me a paper and I’ll tell you a tale
Of a girl with a smile and story to tell
She could read any story
And find meaning within
That would steer her mind away
From the home she lived in
One story in particular caught her attention
It was of a fairy princess with evil intention
How could this be?
She would wonder aloud
A princess of fantasy can’t be the rout
So she crafted a story with a much happier note
In this story a princess lived in a boat
It wasn’t a regular boat to be told
Instead it was crafted with fine magical gold
Only the true hearted souls get enter the ship
So it remained full of pleasantries and no one ever got sick
Which story is better is the question you may wonder?
That is the question you are left with, my consorter.