Treasure Island

Laura smith


The princess


My hair is long,
a golden shiny blonde,
I look into the mirror
and admire the future ruler of the land.

The queen sits on her thrown,
there on her own,
I come along to say hello
And give her a pillow.

I give her a bow,
how are you my queen,
She says’ “I want some food now
Were have you been.”

I walked away why does,
she boss me around,
I gave her her food,
And a frown.

Submitted: Thursday, February 23, 2006
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