Princess in a Crooked Tiara

Once upon a time
A baby was born to be great
An heiress to the kingdom
To be a princess was her fate

Fairies came to the palace
So did Truth Tellers all around
Safe-keepers also joined the fuss
To give their say to the little majesty
The clandestine ones cringed at the aura
While the candid group held their mouths shut
To prevent the knives that want to cut
The winged pixies just fled away
Lest questions would be asked if they stayed

The kindly royal family
Took this catastrophe
As a fallacious non-tragedy

Soon the little one turned into a pretty little girl
Who wants flowers and ponies to twirl
But she got something better
A horse with one horn!
Squeals of joy were heard as she tried to mount her unicorn
But soon enough there were yelps of pain
When the steed threw her off the lane

She grew up to be a beautiful young lady
The gentlemen were all ready
To be her happily ever after
But she just met them with laughter
With love she’ll just falter

The stroke of midnight was forgotten
As she was in her dreams, the ball a history of long ago

The glass slippers were broken
When she tried it on with eager face
The smile on her face left no trace

She tried to make herself an apple pie
Unknowingly making herself a poisonous try

No witch was needed
To prick her fingers
In the golden spinning wheel

Stilettos were broken, gowns were torn
Everyone was left forlorn
Of this perky little thing
And her amazing talent of ruining things

Clumsy as she may be
She is still the queen-to-be
Her values never left her
Beauty is there to stay
The royal klutz never went astray

Princes came and went
Her knight in shining armor is a little bit late
She didn’t mind though
With all the rocketing she causes,
She’d rather stay low

Diadem placed a little too much to the right
And with her perfect messy hair, it’s quite a sight
With her face all flushed in red
There’s nothing more to be said…
…The Princess in the Crooked Tiara