Princess Muertos and The King’s Head

Princess Muertas

Drawn together completely by accident
And that isn’t a pun.
He wasn’t her father
Just tyrannical scum.
Princess of another land
She drew her hypothetical sword
And soon he was dead.
Off with his head
Then she went straight to bed.
It isn’t that hard to sleep like a baby
When you’re a fierce lady
Who is not afraid to be terse
From one end of your heart
And weep from the other.

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