The Frog Curse

Once upon a time there was a frog,

Who lived in a swamp full of gloom and smog.

This frog was like no other,

For he used to be the most handsome brother.

He used to rule over his people with pride,

He was so good-looking, every single maiden yearned to be his bride.

Alas, those days are long gone.

Yes, the frog used to be able to walk the walk,

Now he is lucky he can still talk.

His human years ended about 4 years ago,

On the night of that horrible snow.

He had thought it was just a nightmare,

But it turned out to be so far from fair.

He was turned into this ugly creature, so small and green,

He didn’t want to look at himself, it was the worst thing he’d ever seen.

Ever since that day four winters ago,

The frog began to change,

From the hopping on the outside to his thoughts on the inside,

He began to lose some of that rude confidence and pride.

Although smaller and limited, more humble he became,

He would forever feel discontent and shame.

As the former prince, now frog, lived in sorrow and despair,

There was a princess not to far away, living without a care!

She was always given everything she could ever need,

Her father never denied her, creating a greedy and spoiled seed.

She need once said “please” or “thank you,”

She always seemed to put herself first too.

Her father and sisters never tested her when she was mad,

They knew an angry princess was worse than bad.

Despite her attitude,

The young princess lived in happiness and bliss,

However, one day however  she began gained a new lewd,

The girl yearned to have her first kiss.

She begged her father, “Please father! Find me a handsome prince to plant a kiss upon my lips.”

The girl’s father new better than to deny her & said with a sigh, “Of course, darling. I grant you permission to go on a quest outside of the castle for your prince.”

The princess screamed with excitement and joy,

She couldn’t wait to meet her first boy.

The next day, the princess set out on her mission,

She had to bring this kiss to fruition.

She traveled by her lonesome through the wood,

Looking for any and every man she could.

She soon stumbled upon a young man laying bricks,

He was very handsome, but all the princess could manage to mutter was “Nix.”

She was too stuck up and spoiled,

She needed a prince,

Not a lower class brick layer,

She faked a smile to him, but couldn’t help but wince.

The princess kept up her search,

She next came upon another man sitting on his perch.

His house was very large,

The princess liked this man already,

She could see them in the future together, going steady.

“Hi, kind sir. How are you this afternoon?”

The man did not pay the princess any attention,

He just kept playing his invention.

The princess continued to bark at him as he strummed his guitar,

He tuned her out and continued like the star.

The princess had finally met her match,

But she didn’t find him to be a big catch.

Hypocritical and hopeless, the girl continued on,

She found more men, but not to her liking,

They all seemed to have one big con.

She eventually found herself crying in around a little pond,

“Why are there no good guys to kiss me?”

To the princess’ surprise, a voice did soon respond.

The frog had arose from his home upon the princess’ arrival,

He hoped maybe she would be the human to provide him his revival.

For if he planted a kiss upon a lady, it would not be too late,

He would return to his human figure and have a new fate.

“Hello, madam. I believe I can help you solve your problem.”

The princess smiled to herself…

Maybe she had found her Prince Charming,

But she turned to see something so alarming.

“Ahhhhewwww!” the girl said with a shrill,

The frog frowned & question her, “So you don’t want to kiss me?”

“Are you kidding me? More like kill!”

The frog tried to ration with the princess,

Telling her he was kind & loving,

And that every other man was much less.

The girl eventually gave in & said “Oh, what the heck!”

“I might as well have my first kiss to a frog, but just a peck.”

The frog tried his best not to smirk,

For his kind charm had proved to be a perk.

The girl planted one right upon the frog’s face,

And she immediately shrank into a green, disgrace.

Yes, ah, it had been reversed,

For the frog prince was no longer haunted by his horrible curse.

However, the beautiful princess had taken the frog’s spot,

She would now have to find other poor soul to kiss, or ribbit and rot.

The frog prince returned to his manhood,

Now a kinder & more humble man stood.

While the stubborn, spoiled princess cried in sorrow,

Finally getting what she had always served out,

She would soon learn kindness & gratuity like the frog before her,

There is no doubt.