More like a Bunny in Distress

Damsel in distress, hmph
That she could never be
Damsel in distress, hmph
Like she'd get stuck in a tree
Like she'd cry out for a hero
Like she would need help
She'd do all the fighting, 'course
She wouldn't scream or yelp
Because she's not the damsel in distress
Not her, not at all
So who would the damsel be, then?
Who would be the one to fall?

He'd admit it. He was, indeed,
The damsel in distress
Only level 1, you see
It's a shock he's not in a dress
He wanted to be a hero
He wanted to be strong
He wanted to save girls
But his life got the story all wrong
Because he was the damsel in distress
He needed a hero
Oh, how embarrassing
His life brought him woe!

She saved him from a Minotaur
And at that point he had known
That his hero had appeared -
No longer would he be alone
She had seen him as a reminder
A reminder of herself
When she was a young, young child
And almost lost all her health
And of course that one beast
Would draw a hero to a damsel
At least their lives had got one thing right
One thing that followed the fairy tales

The damsel had white hair
And red eyes, like a bunny
And the hero was a feminine
With long blonde hair - that's funny.

So it was honestly like a young girl
Off to save her pet
(Her favourite bunny, her sweet little bunny)
By taking it to the vet.

Damsel in distress? Hmph
More like bunny in distress.

Hope you liked it. It was a poem I made based off Danmachi/Is it Wrong to Pick up Girls in a Dungeon?, with Aiz being the hero and Bell being the damsel.

See you later!

x Indigo