"Princess Zayne"
She just can't get it right today
While she sits and waits for her bouquet
She goes around kissing all these frogs
To watch them only turn to dogs
Some say her standards are too high
Then they never met her last crazy guy
He was jobless, and drama, and a little extreme
Yet still he lives in all of her dreams
She said she doesn't need a formal black tie
She just doesn't want that greasy fry guy
He sees her the same and it'll happen again
These boys can't get passed this woman is a ten
I wish her heart shun through like her hair
Golden and true without worry of despair
Her intentions are pure and she's got the shine
I can't believe they're not all standing in line
She's a great confidant, a really good friend
And her partying skills you can only commend
Princess Zayne just wait, your prince will come
And when he does I will raise my rum...
"Here's to Her for she never gave up
I stand and applaud and raise my cup
Here's to him, too, for that sunset by sea
When he fell in love and got on one knee"
The End.
Friday, May 23, 2008
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