damsel in distress
wore no dress but pantaloons
as she started to sway
using my jokes as rhythm to dance to
damsel in pantaloons
only smiled once
when i told her my weakness
as i spoke in maybe and if i could
damsel in distress
was the man in the relationship
as she continued to dance
in her merry men pantaloons
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