Princess Bren
She was spirited and happily gay.
Her hair never turned one single bit gray.
I never met her but the old folks say,
Truthful to a fault; they were all amazed.
Commoners adored her. She was well-praised.
Confidence bordered on one who is crazed.
Every girl wanted to be as pretty.
Princess Bren could write a ditty.
And her humor was insanely witty.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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