-=* Crown Prince *=-

A Crown Prince is bidden

By honor to wait.

And patiently hope

That the call's not too late.

For Princes are raised

To believe in their own,

To care nothing for others,

To live all alone.

But the Prince grows impatient...

His time will soon pass.

And he can't help but

Wonder what lives in a lass.

He tries not to show

This dishonor, to hide.

To royally bury it

Somewhere inside.

But the lady, all sparkles,

Is not to be scorned.

And the Crown Prince succumbs

To dishonor, reborn.

The Crown Prince is lost

And a new one is crowned.

But the King is not dead yet

Nor laid in the ground.

So the fallen Prince prospers

With each passing breath,

And the Crown Prince appointed,

Waits on for death.