Has anyone seen my prince? I think he lost his way in the woods. Oh no! Maybe he is battling off fire-breathing dragons to protect the kingdom. Oh, where could he be? I’m so worried. Why am I worrying? It’s as if I’d already met him. Actually, I still haven’t. Well, not technically. But I know he’s there. He’s just lost. I mean, why wouldn’t he want to find me? I’m extremely nice. I can be very sweet. I can take good care of him. Half the kingdom thinks I’m charming. Plus, I’m talented. There is absolutely no reason he wouldn’t be on his way here. Another princess? Someone prettier, nicer, sweeter, and more charming? I bet she’ll turn into a witch or a pumpkin or a frog. He’ll soon realize there’s no one else but me. What’s taking him so long? Me, impatient? No way. I just want to make sure he’s not lost somewhere. Oh, where is he?! That’s not being impatient. I’m just worried. Come on prince. Show yourself! What’s taking him so long? I’m perfectly calm. Right? Right? He’s coming really soon, right? Right?
I’m tired of waiting. Will somebody please call me when he comes? Thank you.
2 comments:
Please, please, please tell me you're writing this sarcastically and that this whole prince shit is just a joke on the losers who would actually write prince shit like this... please? I don't want to have to go to the trouble of making fun of you.
i think im too old for fairy tales... if you cant see the sarcasm dripping, something is definitely wrong with you man
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