The sweet little girl 

This poem is dedicated to her
The sweet little girl
The first look of her at royal party
Melted Prince’s stone heart


Her presence
Makes even the darkest jungle
Glow into the light
Evacuating every fears


And when she sings
Birds sits down to listen
Rabbit and squirrel of whole Kingdom
Comes out of their hole
All dance in the beat
Even Lions and tiger enjoy the show


Her smile
With those sets of teeth
It’s been rumored
Da vinci is repainting
She is the talk of the town


Everyone drools
When she pass by in hall
Makes every man go banana
Girls get jealous
For she is the Prince’s choice


Day and night
The Prince getting lost in her thoughts
Is she his Cinderella??
God knows
For his beloved Kingdom
Is all Looking for her.


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