Hello Mother Goose,
I know this may sound like another excuse,
But I don't want to be the only lady,
With no prince; it drive me crazy
My name is Little Red,
I took my grandmother some bread,
And though I am strong,
I feel like I don't belong
I have yet to find true love,
I feel like I kiss many doves,
But none turnout to be mine,
And that is just fine
Though I know you're not my fairy Godmother,
I think of you like a long lost brother,
Who can protect me and care for me,
As if I was one of your own.
My friend Cinderella says that you helped her find her man,
So what do you say, can we work out a plan?
To search for my prince,
And finally end my endless search
So I end this poem with a cry for help,
Please don't make me find you and yelp,
I'm thanking you in advance,
What do you say...Are you goning to give me a chance?
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