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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