Unorthodox Fairy Tale:

Note: During the progress of writing this poem, I kept applying the wrong gender pronouns to each character. Thus, if there is a mistake, it is completely unintentional. 

Once upon a time

Within an idyllic kingdom

That bordered the other Kingdoms

That suffered from the plague of serfdom

Lived the least masculine prince ever:

Prince Danielle

Within one of the corruptive kingdoms,

An abrasive princess neither slept eternally

Nor accepted dowries

With the dreaded bonus of

An aged, royal bedmate

Her name had a bold masculine ring to it

She was the deceptively dainty princess

Named Dan

On one of Danielle’s excursion’s to buy some books,

A Vicar passed with his refined religious robes

To comment upon Danielle’s grave transgressions:

“Danielle, Do you not know that the Lord

Requires you to take up arms

For fight in the defense of his name and his devotees?

Also, you might want to respectfully alter your name, so

The Lord can remember that you are of the superior gender.”

Danielle weakly answered

“I profusely apologize for my transgression, Vicar.

But, I have not picked my name.

My dear mother who was burned at the stake

For having a heathen beard

Granted me this accursed feminine name.

Now, I am burdened with emotions and

A Pacifistic resignation from

The deadly art of war.”

The Vicar looked indignantly at the prince

Then he rebuked him:

“Well, you better find someone to marry sometime soon

Since, that is your requirement for living

If you refuse to behave in a way

More fitting to your gender.”

Danielle felt weary suddenly and rode off

Back to the castle

Once there, Danielle fitted himself with

His sinful hot pink night gown

Then, he resorted to closing his radiant rose drapes

So that the world could not see him outfitted

With such a tight-fitting night gown

Meanwhile, Dan brusquely commanded her troops to

March towards the kingdom where Danielle dwelled

She coveted other soldiers in other legions

For they had mightier swords than her

But no other man could compare

With her military prowess

For, she was one of the most formidable fighters

Within the realm

Danielle continued to restfully sleep

His snored sounded like a soprano vibrato

That beautifully echoed throughout his decorous bedroom

He dreamt of the day that a princess

Would venture to save him from

Some Dastardly foe who might

Threaten his life

While Danielle persistently slept,

The Vicar walked through the threshold of Danielle’s

Private Room quietly, but repulsively

The sinfulness of Danielle’s inner sanctum

Disturbed the vicar’s pious thoughts

As he crept closer to the slumbering Danielle

With the draught of death in hand

To subdue the existence

Of such a defiant creature of God

Dan instinctively knew that Danielle was in danger

So, she climbed the rose vines of Danielle’s rugged tower

Coming upon a small circular window,

She forcefully struck it with the sword

Tensely grasped in her right hand

The crashing sound of glass

Along with Danielle’s surprised shrieks

Indicated that she had successfully breached the area

Face-first, she plummeted into Danielle’s room

Where the vicar was caught Uncorking

The bottle of his toxic death draught

Made specifically for sinful aberrations

 The vicar hoarsely yelled

“You’ll both burn in the fiery pits of hell

For not acting in accordance with the Lord’s commandments…”

Intervention of an ungodly source stopped the vicar short

As, Dan stabbed the vicar through the heart and

Watched the vicar’s red blood Permeate the room

She felt both relieved and gratified

Danielle trembled and walked over to his

Newfound hero Dan

He bemusedly appraised her muscular body, steely blue eyes, and

Cropped brown hair

He felt Danielle stiffen as he softly caressed

Her brawny shoulders

Finally, he had found his strapping princess

Outfitted in a sexy suit of armor

On the other hand, Dan felt her

Heart rate beat rapidly against her

Rough suit of armor

While glancing at Danielle’s long blonde hair, and

Radiant Green Eyes

She carefully reaffixed her sword into the sheath

Strapped to her hip

As they kissed, they had completely

Forgotten about their royal titles

Was Dan a courageous prince?

Or a subservient princess?

Who was Danielle then?

While they continued to kiss,

Both of them had accidentally discarded their worldly garments

At this point, who were they but two people who were

Acutely aware that they were content