A princess stood with her parasol,
By the side of a big wet marsh,
Waiting for the handsome prince
In these lands that are moist and harsh
The Princess stood with her parasol,
Dreaming about him, all day and night,
The wait seems almost eternal yet
The prince is nowhere in sight
A little frog- green and small- hopped
From lilypads to the mossy log,
The princess had read too many fables
And she decided to kiss the frog!
The princess vomited and the prince saw,
The frog hopped far, blushed and gay,
The princess' face turned green
And the prince silently slipped away!
~Ajay
July 2017
A/N- I have no hate for frogs!
But when the inevitable happens,
When the frogs take over the world,
Let this serve as a human propoganda!
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