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"the Princess"
So, I see a princess, all alone Her beauty clear, her wisdom known I ask her why she sits, on a floor of stone Instead of on, an elaborate throne She gives me a look, of utter confusion Then asks me why, I live in this delusion Must it be, that in her seclusion She cannot be happy, why this conclusion? I take a minute to wonder And another to ponder Why away from riches my mind will wander And my heart grows fonder I ask if I may sit with her, but she politely declines I am startled at this, as my fascination subsides She gives me a smile, and beautifully chimes I am happy alone, listening to life’s little rhymes Again I am struck to a daze Amidst confusion and haze My eyes weaken and begin to glaze I feel I have wasted many days How can you be happy alone, I ask To live life, without sharing your task To sit here, no metaphorical mask While right over there, in your birth you can bask She gives me no answer, just one more riddle Are you on top, or on the bottom, or stuck in the middle To your neighbor do you mean much, or less than a little Does a man play music, or is he a slave to the fiddle? Though the answer is still haunting I can hear it from a friends dull taunting I have chased all that the rich were flaunting And now I live a life that is lonely and daunting
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