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"Cecile sat down, and put down her crown"

Cecile sat down, and put down her crown.
Life didn't threat her right,
Every day was a useless fight.
She had so many presents, all crystals and diamonds.
But never the less, she didn't care to bother.
All her birthday presents, she was gonna throw down the gutter.

Every cake had a bitter taste.
Her whole life felt like a total waste.
Not even did she care to smile, when she got
a thousand new dresses put in a pile!

When Cecile wanted something, she always knew she'd get it.
But this, her father the king had strictly FORBIT.
He said: Why would YOU want to marry a simple farmer,
When you could have a "knight in shiny armor"?!

Cecile was not very happy this day.
She felt so empty and totally grey.

What her father didn't understand,
was that she wanted a man
that could only offer to hold her hand.

But life wouldn't give in to this.
From now on, she had to settle with an only kiss.
Cecile was never more allowed to meet her love.
So she sent him a letter with her dearest dove;

Said that she never cared to be he's wife,
and she had met someone else to give her life.

Now her only wish would never come true,
So she promised her self to never ever say "I do"...




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Publicerad 2007-08-20 15:25



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