my beloved princes
my birds name is princes she loved the other to boys atention she has a little baby named ralph its a girl princes died in a hard stroke
a poem i sang to her is
you lay
a butieful egg by a bay
it wiil hatch
in with the rest of the batch
she sang when she heard that
a butieful cocktail
i loved her she was with us for so long
when i witnesed he curling up in a little ball tears came coming out like i witnessed a murder
even now as i talk about her it makes me cry hard in october i am probley coming out with a book called ''the princes story"
r.i.p princes
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