Reply To I Will Not Marry By Mars

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Sing a song little birds
Remind me once more the old adage.
What happens when a prince denies his crown?
Refuses his own and leaves his mother with a frown?

Sing a song little birds...
Our hearts hurt and oozing puss.
Our Prince turned pauper!
Who will rule when the king leaves for the lands yonder??
birds
Sing a song little birds
Our lasses cry out to all the listening masses!
Young Prince don't you see all you say is just a myth???
For it was written by the wise
"Man shall leave his father and mother and unite with a woman"
Do you not see all these are a sea of sins caused by the sons of Cain who brought nothing but pain to a breed that wished nothing but Cupid's arrow to follow them??

Sing a song little birds,
Recite the old adage
For all who live must manage to find a throne and rule before the horn is blown.


2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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