Sleeping Dare
It was on a dare you see
to climb that wall
cut through the briers.
And that was only the beginning.
The place was filled
with dust galore.
The young man. Had
allergies, you know.
But pride made him go
despite all the grit.
He made his way
to the top of that tower.
Just as his friends said
a girl lay asleep.
He gathered his courage
He took the leap.
A quick peck on her lips,
that's all he could do
before he raced from the room
and from her breath
The princess woke up.
Startled of course.
Wouldn't you be?
If someone kissed you
On a dare?
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