Warrior Princess
The fierce warrior princess,
they call her Dragonica Queen,
with a diamond studded purple dress,
she's stern, yet, never mean,
riding through the valley,
on her black stallion mare,
all the towns people gathered round,
to clap and cheer and stare,
she reaches into her velvet pouch,
for coins of silver and gold,
and passes them out to everyone,
for them now to behold,
'take these coins of silver and gold',
'put them towards wise good use',
and you too, could be rich someday,
'please remember',
'give back as you reap',
'for if you shalt not',
'penaltys will be steep'.
Copyright © Susan Viscione | Year Posted 2010
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