Real
His name, like usual, is hard to pronounce But oh how he made me feel His dark brown hair, curled up on the ends Oh how I wish he was real He came on the page, in Chapter two And I immediately fell in love His voice was soft and clear When he first spoke on Page 12 He made me feel all nice and Cuddly I wished that feeling would last He was never ashamed to cry And oh how he hated his past I Want to say it was love at first sight But he was in a book, so love at first read He was a prince, of course, he had his lover But oh how I would love if it was me I will never get him, I understand But I know how I would feel If a man really did that for me Maybe it's good that he's not real
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