The dragons green with pearly sheen

Are sleeping on their gold.

The charming prince a long time since

Resigned to growing old.

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The wizards mad with plans so bad

Are in their towers locked.

And witches keen with cackles mean

Are calmly darning socks.

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The beasties pause, distressed because

No maiden is devoured.

And this occurs because these girls

Went out and got empowered.

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So keep the gowns, mattresses down

With peas beneath the stack.

And watch out, foes, for how it goes

When princesses fight back.