The following poem was inspired by a movie. Details at the end.
I was just a stepping stone,
Paving the way to the throne.
I was used like a guinea pig,
Like a drill leading to the rig.
To them I was a lucky charm.
Failure, too, couldn't bring harm.
But if my power indeed did work,
They'd find a prince, not a jerk.
So I was wined and dined,
Showered in cash and kind.
Then they headed to the altar,
In their chauffeur driven car.
They married Prince Charming,
And left me without warning.
And yet again I was alone,
For I was just a stepping stone.
The movie I mentioned earlier was Good Luck Chuck. Was it close enough?
