Twisted and Medieval

The prince cracked an egg and out came a frog
The princess showed some leg and became a pollywog
The king cut his hand and out came some gold
And the queen of the land just kept getting old
There's a dragon breathing heavy inside of a cave
And a damsel crying softly waiting to be saved
A knight is climbing a cliff with his sword ready
The wizard and the friar are keeping everyone steady
Another victim has fallen into the gaping maw
Having plucked the petals of a devil's claw
The jester in the court whistles a little tune
While the town drunk sips from a giant tablespoon
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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