MY DASHING PRINCE
Yesterday when I was young
I had a youthful dream
My very own Prince Charming
Would one day make me Queen
He’d do what Prince’s do so well
Slay dragons with one blow
Be very brave and daring
And vanquish all his foe
He’d dress in Princely clothing
And be pleasing to see
He’d take me ’round his Kingdom
Oh, how grand ‘twould be
He’d ply me with exotic foods
And beautiful gifts, too
He’d take me dancing every night
He’d make my dreams come true
~ ~ ~
It’s thirty-five years later
And asleep in his chair
My Prince is snoring loudly
In tune with T.V.’s fare
He’s dressed in faded flannel robe
With flip-flops on his feet
I must admit he needs a shave
And isn’t very neat
The tours of our big Kingdom
Are visits into town
To grocery marts and drug stores
Which prompt his frequent frown
Exotic foods are burgers
And other fast-food fare
The dancing is a shuffle-step
From bed to easy chair
But I’m not disappointed
Things aren’t what they seem
For he’s still my Dashing Prince
And I’m still his treasured Queen
6/3/88 – Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck
4’th … Arkansas NPD 1989
6’th … Arkansas NPD 1995
