A/N: Nineteenth response to Hades' December Challenge

Prompt from silvermouse - Princess in Distress

for mattsloved1 and Lucy36, with love:-p


Princess in Distress


I'm a beautiful fairy tale princess,

In a fairy tale princess's dress.

I have very long hair,

Which is golden and fair,

And, alas, I am in great distress.

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I appear to be locked in a tower

On an island upon a great rock.

I must wait for a knight.

( I've been told I can't fight

Or I'll ruin my fairy tale frock)

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I'm not Beauty, I'm not Cinderella,

Nor Aurora; I'm fully awake.

No dwarves are in sight,

So I can't be Snow White

Nor the Ice Queen; no ice nor snow flake.

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I'm supposed to wait here till I'm rescued,

Not to try and escape on my own,

I've a very small guard,

So it would not be hard

To return to my castle and throne.

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I must wait till "Prince Wiggins" can find me,

And put my small guard to the sword.

So, while I'm just sitting,

I'll get on with my knitting;

For this Princess is getting quite bored.

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Oh...I see...there's a fierce fiery dragon

Roaming fiercely with fire in his throat.

It suits Gladstone quite well,

As a lizard from hell,

As he guards his dog bowl, I mean, moat.

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And here comes my valiant army;

Prince Wiggins rides proudly ahead.

Perhaps I should wave,

So they know who to save

And don't rescue young Rosie instead.

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Well...he's put up a fight has young Arthur,

And Rosie, my maid, has joined in.

Being Rosie of course

She has joined Arthur's force.

I'm betrayed! Let the battle begin!

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Thank goodness I moved the best china,

And thank goodness my tenants are out

Mr Holmes would be shocked

That I'm fairytale frocked

And am perched on the table, no doubt.

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Hah! My maid and small guard are defeated

And Prince Wiggins can claim his fair bride;

There'll be mince pies and tea

For the ceremony,

And a cake which I put to one side.

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I'll descend from my cell/kitchen table,

While my Knights form an orderly queue.

My duplicitous maid

Checks the table is laid

Whilst Prince Wiggins takes charge of the brew.

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I perceive my two clients returning,

To a cosy, and innocent scene

And it's time to confess

I am no mere Princess;

Mrs Hudson; the Baker Street queen.

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