It’s a hard thing I must say

Why do things work out like this?

Sometimes words come out this way

Imaginary fairy tales

Prince and damsel, magic kiss

It’s a hard thing I must say

Killing dragons is not child’s play

With blades of words that cannot miss

Sometimes worlds come out this way

I read the book to her that day

She listened, young eyes lost in bliss

It’s a hard thing I must say

Knowing that she’ll never play

With dragons, never hear their hiss

Sometimes words come out this way

I know she’ll have some dues to pay

Before she feels her Father’s kiss

It’s a hard thing I must say

Sometimes worlds come out this way

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