PrincessLionstone

Evil Betty took her magic wand And scribbled out Her name. There was no change, No chance for err, Her name was still The same. One large B, in caps, Followed by an ett. Oh, if she lived to Be a million, It was a name she'd not Forget. And then there was that Dreadful ty - A sound more dismal Than her tea. And she had no plans, No plans at all To grow as old and ever tall As a Betty. She took her wand, She waved it twice, And said, 'Purple Pumpkin Apple Spice. Make me a Paula with a P. As that is what I ought to be.' But, alas, Betty remained quite the same, As any Betty with her name. So she shook her wand, And

Love Soft and warm Sealed with care Sweet and kind Will ever share Brave and strong Yet so fair That is her She's always there Sensitive to despair Harkens to others welfare Delicate she's elsewhere Beautiful beyond compare If you meet her Best Beware She'll steal your heart unaware Her name is Love This I swear There's none like her anywhere Udiah