Waiting For a Princess
A jewel-encrusted tiara sat on a tiny white throne,
Against a soft, shiny satin pillow, it dazzled and shone.
The jewels were emeralds and sapphires, a beautiful tone.
It was polished every day for eight years until a princess came home.
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