Alone at his computer young boy George decided he had enough
He filled up a bag with his belongings but left all his stuff
Young boy George left his London home
In search of kingdom in which he could claim the throne

Down a long and dusty road he heard a cry of a fair maiden
Beaten by bandits and left to die
A single tear rolled down her eye
Young boy George knelt beside her
He offered her a swig of his cider

She rolled to her side and ignored George's offer
For she was waiting for a knight to prosper
But atlas young boy George arrived who was a tosser
For his frog like eyes and lanky frog arms he was an imposter
Of the young knight she wanted to see
But that didn't stop young boy George you'll see!

He stood to his feet and hinged at the hips
He grabbed the fair maiden with a the tightest of grips
He pulled back and lifted the maiden from the ground beneath her
She rested on his shoulders, as if he was her Chauffeur
Held in the snatch grip he carried the young maiden back to her castle
Good laughs were had but she was a hassle

When young boy George finally arrived his arms were weak
Her flimsy body was not as sleek
As expect for a young maiden lady
Her bone structure and robotic voice seemed kinda shady

A large castle door towered before, so bit it masked the sun
And young boy George's journey was done
And he dropped the fair maiden to the floor
Where she not alright anymore

Tears ran down her face as she began to cry
She looked at George with one final sigh
As she did not want to finally say goodbye
Her time with George was that to be treasured
Even if the the journey left them weathered

As George began to head back home
She beckoned him back to sit on her throne
She held George by her side
And said she made her feel special inside

Young boy George was ecstatic his dreams were coming true
A young fair maiden and chance for a new
He wandered inside and to his surprise
All that sat was a throne inside
The castle was bare, walls were dusty
The hall was baron and the pipes were rusty

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What is this place young boy George pondered
Even the maiden was worried she had George wondered
They arrived to the throne where he sat
His rugged boots flat on the carpet were brushed by a cat
He picked up the feline and placed it on his knee
Where is purred and padded with glee

The young fair maiden bowed to george
And thanked him for his heroism she had adored
She asked if what he'd like for a reward
At that moment George had risen like a board
There was one thing in his mind that he couldn't ignore

He asked the fair maiden to lift up her frock
And she compelled and showed him her cock
A sweet feminine undertone, a sweet smile and moan
While it stood erect, aa stiff as a bone

Young boy George was hit by surprise
He couldn't believe what was before his eyes
He asked the maidens name
She replied Trappy-Chan in a voice that was tame

George's heart fell
for a name so beautiful that put him in a spell
O trappy my trapp
y he cried
Please reward me by being my bride

Tears ran down her face and she smiled with joy
as George was the goy
That she had longed for since she was a young boy

And they all lived happily ever after

the end