princess poetry

See your 'lil princess
hung high over there?
she was too young to perish
too excited to care.

she grew up protected,
some called her naive
but 'lil learned her lesson
this past birthday eve.

"sweet girl!" cried her concience
"step lightly, tread slow
there's so much to come yet,
you don't even know!"

but princess was fated
to fall late that night
and crawl to a corner,
eyes peeled wide by fright.

'twas the devil, he got her
but where did they go?
what temptation stole her?
was it fame? was it blow?

well, let's travel backwards,
reverse the decay.
we'll follow our lady
through that fateful day.

her waking was pleasant,
she'd had such sweet dreams
of shiney, sharp objects
raw rope and such things.

she dressed, so well rested
and danced through the morning
but her friends, they forgot her
(the very first warning)

her hair tied with ribbon
her waist tightly bound
her skirts layered lightly
bare feet on the ground

a chill caught her footfall
and crept through her system
a sudden reminder of
how much she missed him

her family did treat her
to sweets and delights
her loved ones indulged her
with nibbles and bites

there were gifts so pervacious
(that's right, I said it...
I make up my own words,
and don't you forget it!)

the princess was gifted
with handcuffs and collars
and sweet milky potions
that made her grow taller!

a room full of slave men
at her beck and call,
one of each flavor
lean, large, short and tall.

baubles with beads,
and a darling new crown,
some black latex stockings,
a crimson silk gown.

thick hoppy beers,
some sweet x-ray glasses,
a lip tinting liquer,
aerobic strip classes

left wanting for naught
yet wanting much more
she called up sir Satan
to settle a score

her lover, a whisper
seemed so far away
she'd trade a whole lifetime
to have him today

signed in blood and surrendered
no more left to say,
Sir said, "dress up sexy,
it's time to go play"...