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This is a poem about how a prince found true love. |
| A prince on his horse by the shore, A look over his shoulder and his heart soar, A beautiful lady lay in distress, So similar, but not, to his dreamed of princess, He rode to this lady right away, It was then that he saw her deadly lay, He saw blood gushing from her heart, He then saw the dagger that tore it apart, He prayed for the lady and kissed her on the cheek, Then awoke the lover he seeked, The harsh dagger turned into a crown, It was then that he realized it was true love that he found. |