Ode to a Prince

Sought he the King’s daughter and paid a fee
Of his true love he was sure she was worth
She was beautiful and of noble birth
Prince would he not take any liberty
He waited patiently till she was free
Her pureness he would not violate he
Needed her desperately as a mate
Prince came he sailing from across the sea
As his light of youth began to fade from
The life he led had set in decay with
Out a wife he would need to pay the bride
Price and seven years to the day he came
Her beauty left him in the shade but yet
He took his bride away and kept his pride.


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