Sleeping Beauty; layed on her bed to rest,
Holding a bright red rose on top of her chest,
Her Father the king; handed her down the world,
With a milky smile; he'd do anything for his girl.
Diamonds and pearls; with a pretty face to match,
All in all; the beauty queen was a rather good catch,
With sleeping lips painted a cherry blossom red,
She waited for her prince charming on top her bed.
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Cinderella; kneeling on the floor to scrub,
She never really was the star of the club,
Her face; snowy white with red cheeks,
She's been scrubbing at that floor for weeks.
She got a real nice dress; went out to a ball,
Met prince charming and made him fall,
He searched the country high and low,
Who the princess was; he didn't know.
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Sleeping Beauty got her kiss from the prince,
Cinderella wasn't the one; the town was convinced,
But it's princess vs. princess; may the best win,
If the shoe fits; let the battle of hearts begin.
