My Faerie Princess

Once in a pea-pod slept a faerie princess;

Who slept for nineteen years, and woke up on her “nineteenth” sunup.

She flew across the faerie woods, enthralled with her fiery power;

She waltzed, she sang, she felt upbeat like some glam- girl in a svelte Chanel.

But our poor Princess didn’t know yet that

She’s wandered into the land of ‘Real’

And the Prince of Real, who was but out riding, reached out to her,

And pulled her to him with the magic of his winsome smile.

She was so in trance that she touched with her lips the lips of that young lad.

He scooped her up and later, hid her well in his luxurious chamber [custom-made].

She was fed well, taught well but her fairy wings had shredded off well too!

She cried for it but our real ‘Real’ Prince wiped her tears like a true gentleman.

He warmed her heart and her body as well

And prayed she’d tell this to no one.

Our poor little Doll listened to him but the vermin of guilt raped her thoughts.

One fine morning, her fairy godmother visited her in her dreams

To tell her that she is to bear

The consequences of losing her blossoms of womanly youth

To her charming dear ‘Real’ Prince.

She screamed out loud and sent for the Prince

A message in distress.

He rushed to his dame like some country Knight

And begged for the cause of her mournful frown.

She quoth’d that he’d said t’was all alright but alack! –she’s no more pure!

And now she’s doomed to bear his seed

And will be damned in the eyes of all.

And hence she begged: “Oh dear ‘Real’ Prince, marry me and make me yours!”

He shrugged her off and called his guards

And asked them to take her where she’d pine for her sins.

The ‘Real’ mother-Queen asked him why

He’d sent his Doll to the dreary cell

In the dungeon deep down in the earth

Where she’d be scared as hell!

He yelled at her and so quoth he: “Oh she’s but a bloody whore, a bitch!”

Thus heard our Princess from some random maid

And cursed she the morn that had woken her up

From her fairy oh-so-lovely bower!

Then she took a shower and she had the power

To go get that Eternal Lover.

“Love, thy name is DEATH.”