They began by tying me up to the mattress,
just a night like any other,
making me more attractive
than the ugly little duckling I was.
The special shaving cream
was squirted all over my body,
as they began my makeover
to make their pretty little princess,
who must obey their rules.
I knew by then that they were creatures of habit.
Next came the dresses,
the beautiful party kind
that every little girls dreams of having,
every other girl but me!
Then came the photographs,
as they captured every moment
for souvenirs, so that everyone
could keep a little piece of me,
everyone but me!
Next came the promises
that were more like dirty bribes,
such as a new pair of shoes
if I was good enough tonight.
I don't know how many times this happened,
but enough for me to learn
that these special nights were always
a reason for his new tie.
And enough for me to know
that once we were in that door,
they locked me up
and wouldn't let me back out
until the made each new visit
forever unforgettable!
