The Princess Ii

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Khala Bibi, the loving aunt, My mother's eldest sister and her mental toys, In the starry nights of summer vacation, A rich story teller and the girls and the boys, A loving heart and a dreaming brain, He always waited for the old lady, She lived in a nearby village, A queen of telling stories, a comedy, Stories of a brave prince and a wicked elf, In a fort locking a beautiful princess, The prince with a sword given by a saint, In the enchanted castle bravely getting access, Fighting the elf and killing the beast Rescuing the princess bringing back to the king, A decorated dinner and a delicious feast, Beautiful ring finger and an engagement ring! One year later when his family shifted to another place, On the wall he saw portrait of a princess with a crown, So she is the princess he always wanted to see the grace, Shocked to know the queen has gone to heavenly town!

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