Dear Prince...
 
When you are troubled,
Your wits at an end.
Sit down and talk,
You'll find I'm a friend.
When you are lonely,
Your fears in full flight.
Look into my heart,
And find love's gentle light.
Of friends you have many,
Of enemies few.
But willing I am,
To do battle for you.
So fret not my Dear Prince,
Let my words ring to you true.
For here in my heart,
Is a home for you.
 
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