Dispensable

Written by eklastic 

There once was a princess who’d always wince:
I don’t want to marry, I don’t want a prince.
I am a woman with goals of my own.
I don’t need a man next to me on a throne.
So she became queen and has ruled ever since.

Laughing Along with a Limerick: Prince

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