In the wood
Sat a prince
Thinking just thinking
Thinking about what
Was before him
Entering the wood
Came a man
Drawn by fire
Why so forlorn
He did ask
The young prince
There’s much to
Do he said
And you think
By sitting thinking
That it will
Be accomplished the
Man then asked
I don’t know
The young prince
Replied I do
The man said
Let us be
Friends let me
And not you
Slay the dragons
Let you be
The prince that
Will be king
That is friendship
Doing the one
Thing that will
Elevate the other