Tell Me a Story
Tell me a story, I may sleep,
with a charmed princess
in a small and remote keep
with a narrow dark access
Will the wild animals talk?
There will be spells and magic?
The plants and objects will walk?
The final will be happy or tragic?
Do not ask, it is your choice.
I will only need to hear
your sweet-pitched voice
and feel your presence near.
Come, give me your hand
Let’s travel to the fairyland.
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