Sometimes it’s good to pull yourself to
recess
When troubles in life surge to excess
Princess, relax, and forget the abuses
No excuses, sorry is a sorry excuse, yes
princess
Carry your cross, please
Ignore the texts, calls and grease
Cruise to the future, write off the
losses.
Princess look, I read a book
It said even a great a cook
Can make a mistake or two
But it doesn’t make her a cock
It’s just a one off, off the hook
Hey princess, I will buy you the book
Princess, I dint know you, till that
juice Sunday
It turned out that it was a sad day
I hid my sod, as my heart all through
said nay
I had known the wrong princess all the
way.
The other day I joked that you are gay
Was hiding the pain in a joke, but do I say
It wasn’t until today, On a Wednesday!!
You let it out, I told you to sleep hoping
you’d wake up okay
I doubt you have slept, so read these
words…blotted on paper
Coz I know ur eyes are red like pepper
Just know I love u, as a dear friend
Just know am here for you, don’t be afraid
Read the poem, and again,
princess>>
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