All through the night, the weary night,
The princess could not sleep,
The mattresses were soft alright,
Which the kind inn-lady heaped.
It was the morning maid who found out why,
The princess could not sleep,
Beneath mattresses heaped up high,
There was a tiny pea !
Love was there,
At the radiant fair,
And the kith and kin were beaming.
Songs were sung,
And dances done,
There was care and celebrating.
As the music hummed,
All spite was shunned,
And the good folk laughed together.
But suddenly joy left her face,
Beside her, walking with her pace,
Was an odious, oggling, lecher.
"He's just a dog", they said, "Just let him stare",
"His sly offending words, you must forbear"
"Enjoy! Be alive, now or never"
She locked all doors,
She stayed in-doors,
None understood her ever.
The princess could not sleep,
The mattresses were soft alright,
Which the kind inn-lady heaped.
It was the morning maid who found out why,
The princess could not sleep,
Beneath mattresses heaped up high,
There was a tiny pea !
Love was there,
At the radiant fair,
And the kith and kin were beaming.
Songs were sung,
And dances done,
There was care and celebrating.
As the music hummed,
All spite was shunned,
And the good folk laughed together.
But suddenly joy left her face,
Beside her, walking with her pace,
Was an odious, oggling, lecher.
"He's just a dog", they said, "Just let him stare",
"His sly offending words, you must forbear"
"Enjoy! Be alive, now or never"
She locked all doors,
She stayed in-doors,
None understood her ever.
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