My Special Box

In this magical music box
There are no golden locks
Instead there hides a secret
Which I may not buckle
Though it shall not bring up a chuckle
But inside there is a girl
She twirls and twirls and twirls
She is so small and tiny
And never gets all whiny
But the secret of the box
Is no golden locks
Instead there is a smaller box
Inside the box there is a ring
It is very, very bling
For in this box
There are no golden locks