Princess in Vain

There once was a girl
A princess in fact,
Who couldn’t do anything
But stand at that1

She was never disciplined
To any decent
So she lived like a brat
And was never content2

She made all her servants
Do all of her chores
And she never said thank you
Or anything more3

They fluff all her pillows
And cut up her food
She was never greatful,
She was always quite rude4

“One day you will fall!”
Said the fortune teller to thee
And who will be there?
To pick you up freely5

The princess then thought
About the life that she led
She knew one day the kingdom
Would fall at her dread6

She thought about her servants
Going on a strike
She thought about her mum and dad
Filled with grateful strife7

“I’m sorry my kingdom!”
She proclaimed to the land
“One day I’ll be queen!
I’ll be your right hand”8

“So I’m sorry for the stress,
I’m sorry for the pain
Please forgive me greatly,
I’m no longer vain”9

And that’s the story of the girl,
Err, princess if you may
Who no longer danced through life
But kept her own pay10