The Tofu princess, with tears in her eyes, Looked in the mirror, then started to cry.
White gobs of mushy, gelatinous goo, She looked like something that belonged in the zoo.
"I'm ugly!" She shouted, her lumps all shaking, "The only thing tofu is good for, is . baking."
One day in the park, her face made a little girl cry, The princess ran home, she wanted to die.
She stood in the bathroom, knife pressed to her vein, But tofu doesn't bleed, tofu doesn't feel pain.
Our princess knew life couldn't' get any worse, So she went back to school, to be a pediatric nurse.
Being around children left her hollow inside, Every night the princess went home and she cried and she cried.
She decided that she wanted children of her own, So she found a tofu husband, and they bought a nice home.
The tofu princess had finally gotten over her dark spell, And she lived with her tofu husband, a dog and five tofu children as well.
1 comment:
Well, I had no idea you were a poet too, among your many talents!
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