This is the second tale in rhyme. This is the story of Andersen, The Princess and the Pea. One of my favorite stories since I was little.
The Princess and the Pea
There was once a Prince demanding
Since he wanted to complete before the altar
That a young person worthy of its senior
Thus a king's daughter would be the maiden
He traveled the world in hopes of finding
Finally the gem, the bride ideal
But those he met were unable to prove
That flowed in their veins the blood royal blue
And when he was sure I looked everywhere
He returned home from a heavy heart sadness
Crying illusions and dream a little crazy
From one day to marry a real princess
But a terrible night when the storm thundered
And the sky throwing lightning fury and rain
We heard a knock at the palace gates
Shots so eager that the old king opened
A frail young girl stood on the threshold
seeking asylum, her eyes full of distress
clothes soaked, trembling like a leaf
And despite all this , she said Princess
"That's what we'll see," thought the old queen
That aspect of the fair unknown pauper
filled mistrust, we can easily understand
So she decided to trap the ingenue
In the bedroom, she put a pea
On the mattress soft and piled above
Twenty thick mattress filled with goose feathers
And over again, twenty quilts plump
The queen asked for breakfast How
his guest had spent the night
"Horribly, ma'am, because I'm lying
On a hard thing in the middle of my bed"
When she showed her skin covered in bruises
lastly to demonstrate its delicacy
The queen was filled and the Prince very happy
hosting an authentic Princess
After a few days in good company,
The young man married the lady of his thoughts
In the Cabinet of Art, grain pea was put
And yet today, you can find the
Photo © 2005 by Tomasz Sienicki - found on Wikipedia
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