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Backstory!
There were three weavers--exactly the same, except one was lazy, one was careless, and one measured carefully. They each had three daughters on the same day, and each daughter received a tiny golden loom from Clotho, the master weaver. Lazy let his daughter spin as she liked, careless kept his daughter from her loom, so she spun in secret, and careful instructed his daughter to weave with care and measure any suitor by the special silver ruler he gave her.
Long story short, all but the last girl's hearts were broken. It's an allegory for a girl's purity, I read it about 5 times last night, and it inspired this poem.
There were three weavers--exactly the same, except one was lazy, one was careless, and one measured carefully. They each had three daughters on the same day, and each daughter received a tiny golden loom from Clotho, the master weaver. Lazy let his daughter spin as she liked, careless kept his daughter from her loom, so she spun in secret, and careful instructed his daughter to weave with care and measure any suitor by the special silver ruler he gave her.
Long story short, all but the last girl's hearts were broken. It's an allegory for a girl's purity, I read it about 5 times last night, and it inspired this poem.
Don't give your love to the shepherd boy,
Don't give your love to the knight;
Don't give your love to the lowly page,
Though his teeth are flashing bright.
Weave your love on your special loom,
With tenderness and care;
Weave it now, for one day soon,
You'll find your prince so fair.
Will you give your love to the shepherd boy?
Or will you wait, instead?
Will you treat your loom like a child's toy?
Or will purity crown your head?
No, I won't give in to the shepherd boy,
I won't give in to the page;
I won't give in to the foolish knight,
Though a war for my heart has been waged.
I'll hold out long for my perfect prince,
No matter how weary the wait.
I must be strong for my perfect prince--
If only he'd come today!
I will fight to keep my loom secure--
I must protect what is mine!
They have no right to taint what is pure--
My prince will come in time!
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And gah. I fear I'm too cliche, but a lot of this is necessary for what I want in this poem.

It's fairytale-like xD. It reminded me of 'Sleeping Beauty' because of the loom and the prince, hehe. Anyway, I don't think it's cliché. I don't get to read much of new archaic-like fairytale poetry. xD What made me say that it's archaic-like is the way you wrote it. It gave me a nice Archaic English poem feeling which will be complete if you used the 'thee', 'thou', 'thy', 'dost' and the like words. xD (Um, will you make an Archaic English version of this poem for me? Hehe.