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May 2015
There once was a peasant who was in love with a prince
She was battered, tired, and worn down
He was handsome, wealthy, and well round
She attended his royal ball
She even dressed up like a doll
But he did not notice her
She did not present grandeur
Their love did not prevail.
The only logical outcome
Sabrina
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