Princesses dream

Am I to hold you down?

Place upon your head the crown.

Make you my princess.

Leave you in a starlit mess.

Am I to sprinkle dream dust around?

Cast pleasure over your pubescant mound.

With all at my disposal.

Cleave you with my earnest proposal.

Am I to inject sin?

To enter you hard to begin.

The night of your life, the best of mine.

To make my princess cum In colours prime.

As your prince or your pauper.

You, your innocence I will slaughter.

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