I'M Not Frightened (Really) Part Two Dad's Tale Poem by Owain Glyn

Marie, my princess, can we speak?
About your latest little geek?
You know I want the best for you
A handsome prince, who's strong and true.

When I opened up the door
I was shocked by what I saw
His hair was bleached, and strangely spiked
I saw nothing that I liked.

His dress was weird, and quite unkempt
My first impression was contempt
And when he said he'd called for you
My self control, well it just blew.

I might have laughed, okay, I did
The thought of you and this weird kid
I only want what's best for you
You're still quite young, at forty two.
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