i am a princess who has found
a prince so rare and so grand,
if only he had under him,
two legs to stand!

for he will not have the posture
to act like the prince he is,
& he only has so much time
to make sure i am only his.

he had not saved me from dragons,
no daring sword fight was faught,
only a duel of the sexes
and like a fish, he was caught

& now it feels i am the princess
waiting in a tower high,
for my prince is scared of height
the very thought makes him cry.

so he will not climb the hair i lend,
the ladder i've sent o'er the ledge
and so the distance between us
like a bridge's arch, created a wedge

do tell me why he does not climb
and i shall make a king out of you,
for i have no other reason why
he might not want to be with me too

so i will wait if only much longer
until the time another prince may ride
to my very tower with courage,
and with his royalty, a matching pride