Assistant number one? That would be me.
The owl over there is number two.
Survive for ninety days, and we'll call you
Officially assistant number three!
Experiments are running constantly,
And Princess Twilight needs a steady crew
To help maintain and keep things smooth and true:
You'll mostly sweep the floors and prune the tree.

Adventure, though, around here never ends,
So wild I sometimes wish we'd never come.
But no. That sort of thinking just pretends
The air around her didn't always hum.
Besides, to live our lives without our friends?
Ignore me! Get to work! I'm being dumb!

Author's Notes:

Petrarchan sonnets are put together a little differently from the Shakespearean kind most folks are familiar with, but hey: a sonnet's a sonnet, right?