Many knew about Aurora,
Much surrounded by flora,
Met a handsome stranger,
Must not thought about the danger.
Right at once upon a dream,
Ready to marry-they seem,
Rushing all the things,
Rummage did it bring.
Sleeping beauty's tale,
Still today prevails,
Slightly the same as mine,
Starting the day with no sunshine.
Papa sleeping on the bed,
"Probably your fault!" Mama said,
"Please, no!" I cried when she chased,
Pained my mouth-bounded by tape.
You see, my lips is made for danger,
Yes, a treacherous rampager,
Yet I haven't known for weeks,
Yes, until I kissed Papa's cheeks.
I'm Prince Philip's alternate,
I kiss to slumber, not kiss to wake,
Into a deep sleep for eternity,
If one can wake up? I cannot guarantee.
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