A Tired Princess
Fatigue engulfed me like the idea of prince charming,
But there's no answer to the undoable or the impossible
Except entertaining an animal in this spongy forest.
Oh! I found him.
The most handsome frog who makes human men look drab.
"A kiss for a prince?" he spoke.
Perhaps I am so tiresome that animals are beginning to speak to me.
Good thing I drove a stick throuhg his chest,
but the colors never went away
and the forrest is moving around me.
How come the frog gets to sleep?
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