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| December 15, 2003
, 10:24 PM |
The Prince of Toads
Hello my name is Anton Depon.
I need a cure for this curse that has on me come upon.
I have the compulsive need to rhyme
And I'd try it even if I were a mime
I have tried doctors. I have tried shrinks
As all my life around me, it stinks
Much can be said of this proclivity of mine
It doesn't stop come rain, hail or shine
In furstration, my head against the wall I bang
Until my ears and my eyes go khadang
But now I shall tell you a story I made
Since my compulsions would leave you a pale shade
This story is about a girl named Sue
She was Sleeping beauty's sister but nobody knew
She had raven black hair and eyes the color of gray
Neither of which were fashions of the day
So she lived quite a boring life
With no prince to dream of neither strife
With each day passing into another uneventful day
What the hell do you expect them to do anyway
On morning she woke up and aloud she cried
I shall find a prince and I shall be a bride
She took out her favorite steed and off she rode
To charm the next prince or the next toad
She came upon a valley after several days
Tired and weary from the ardourous long ways
Some distance in the valley around a fire
She could see people performing a dance you could admire
Slowly and hesitantly she rode close
As she did, a few seated people arose
And suddenly there was in that din a calm that spread
You could make more noise cutting a soft bread
Slowly they knelt their eyes wide, gray, black, brown and blue
For the time had come for the prophesy to come true
At the far end near the fire she could see
A handsome a man as one could be
Towards him slowly she picked her feet
It was so quiet you could hear an ant's heartbeat
"Hello I am the prince of toads" he said
"Welcome to my kingdom. It's called Armuled"
"You don't look like a toad" said the girl aloud
A gasp went around and around and around
"Its true" some said. "Its a wonder said" the others.
"The yellow saint was righter than his brothers"
"No I won't my dear to you" said the prince in a voice brave
"My true self you can see only for my heart if u crave"
"Aaah that explains things a bit" aloud the girl thought
With a bold voice "So will you marry me or heck not"
The prince smiled for in love with her he was he knew
Gray eyes, a child's smile and black hair the perfect hue
Then they got married and lived happily ever after
With lots of joy and croaks that seemed like laughther
Now if you expected a different ending my friend
Go boil your head and your miserable life you should end
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