I was the princess
Stuck in the tower
Waiting for someone to rescue me
I got bored
So I seduced the guard
Knocked that mother-fucker out
Stole his sword
And fought my own way out of the tower
Yes
I left carnage in my wake
But they had locked me up in a goddamned tower!
I now reside in a humble witch's cottage
That sword beside the door
I am happy and free
To sing and dance
I play with my kittens
Gather my herbs
And brew
To my heart's delight
Free of fear and boredom
I am forever my own
About the Creator
Karen LaRue
I am Karen LaRue (She/Her) a North Carolina writer of poetry and witchy things of most sorts. I belive life is full of wonder and we don't always stop to see it. Taking the time to look and listen makes life worth living!
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