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Tired of Princesses

If you are going to swarf, swelt, black out or swoon Please do it outside under Dracula’s moon Too many drama queens are in this house already Thanks to the eight daughters of Arlene and Freddy But if you are going to help with the housework Then come on down, and join me, for you do not irk I am tired of princesses who will not lift a finger They are the ones who never leave, perpetually linger

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