She had her wings intact,
Her tiara in place,
Her princess's gown was picture perfect, And her tiny shoes were buckled up straight..
She waited for her Daddy to drive her to school
She was the" Fairy Princess" that day and on the world she was going to rule
Her brother who returned from abroad, came to meet her,
With chocolates and dolls he had brought for her,
He made her sit on his lap,
And loved her with all his might,
The kind of love "the princess" knew wasn't right,
The pain was immense yet the shriek was small,
Cause he had stuffed her face with a rubber ball..
The tears were innumerous yet went n vain,
And the princess adjusted her tiara back on her head again,
In this world of fiction where only "perfect fairy tales" do sell,
Dumb voices like the" princess's " had many stories to tell,
Rubber balls like such had absorbed many shrieks,
And yet Devils like him continued to love princesses with more new tricks...