Here we are! The lovely poem of Princess and Draco and his wish to marry a certain Weasly farmer.
Walloo:
There once lived a Princess, high up in a tree.
His name was Draco he was pretty as can be.
He waited and waited, high up in a tree
Saying: "Prince Prince, come find me!"
But winter, summer spring all passed.
And atutmn leaves brought no one fast.
Pompous, pretty Draco waited year after year.
And no one came, tear after tear.
Until his mother said,
"Lucius dear, our son/daughter is not happy at all.
If we are to wait too long, our princess shall fall."
Lucius grunted and watched her plead.
Then finally decided to get on his steed,
To ride to the land of princes and young men.
Where he'd find the suitable hen.
And accidentally
A farmer boy came, through a strong gale,
To pick up the peices and brighten the tale.
He bounced up the tree and stuck out a hand.
"Name's Ron Weasly, I own the yonder land."
Left Draco to stare in such awe,
As the red-head farmer began to saw
Down, down went Draco's tree and all happiness with it.
High, high came Draco's temper and he had a fit.
Left Ron to stare with such awe,
He soon began to chuckle and guffaw.
At the sight that brought such tears to his eyes
With this man there came surprise.
And Draco shocked, shoved his nose in the air.
"But you are not wealthy or handsome or fair.
Why you are nothing but a farmer boy,
Brought to think of I as a toy.
A prettier princess you shall never see,
So feast your eyes on top of me!"
Mr. Weasly not appeased, clambered a fist
Ears turned red, nose flared and quite a list
Of irregular reactions
And Draco all pink and flustered
Felt some irregular attraction.
To the freckled red-head,
And dreamed of him in bed.
The said bought Draco a new tree,
Where they fought and disagreed.
So often they'd argue if Ron were to visit,
But Draco was happy and all in a tizzy.
Ron only came to drop of some food
When he wasn't there he'd be distant and brood.
Why? Not because he wanted the ferret
But only that this would win him a merret
A place on the wall of fame
Which Draco would see and flame
For he would feel such shame
For even trying to tame
Our dear Mr. Weasly.
If only the two could admit to
The fact that they never wanted to shoo
For necessity is a part of life
And they needed each other
Husband and Wife.
Each day Draco would try and make the fellow see,
He wanted the Weasly to stay in his tree,
Until leaves turned brow and fell
And the water would freeze ina ll the wells
And POOF! A prince appeared.
Regal and high, all that Ron feared.
"I am here to save you princess from this
Red-head monster with a passionate kiss."
Draco blinked in confusion and awe,
He was not happy with what he saw.
And POOF! Mr. Weasly was not appeased.
Took Draco's hands and got down on one knee
He asked the princess,
"Will you marry me?"
With determination from hands to feet.
So this is how
A two Weaslys came to live in a tree.
The princess and the farmer for all to see.
In a happy kingdom.
Where all farmers live in the tallest trees,
theres always that attraction from head to feet
And both Mr. and Mrs. Weasly are quite
Pleased.
Ms. Rain Whoot, whoot. Please review no matter how it sucked. Flames are a bit welcomed.
(Much sweatdropping.)
