Maidens in their best attire
The day of the ball arrived
Their are burning with fire
It's the moment of their lives
Each beauty is announced
And then the ball commenced
The prince is getting restless
He couldn't care any less
The king's hopes are high
He give a real deep sigh
Oh my, who can she be
Pure beauty is what I see
He is smitten at first glance
Pretty lady shall we dance
Her voice was shivering
Yes sir just one thing
It can really wait I assume
And the dance resumed
Every one glares at her
But it all gave her a stir
She look down to her feet
And hear her own heart beats
Different colour shoes she wear
O Lord that's why they stare!
©lenni
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