Here’s the story of a girl named Anne-Marie,
who wore a silver locket with a small golden key.
She lived in a castle overlooking the sea,
though her heart was heavy, longing to be free.
In between the sea and the castle is a tall, vast wall.
The princess couldn’t climb it, and she certainly couldn’t crawl.
The help finds it endearing, but the villagers find it ironic.
Her prince finds it laughable, he’s always been a bit sardonic.
The secret she doesn’t know, the epiphany she needs,
is hanging around her neck, in the shape of a golden key.