It’s a little known fact that not all frogs are princes in disguise . . . there are two genders, you know, one of which is the weaker sex.
The Frog Princess
by judy

There once was a Prince
With a perpetual wince
In his kingdom alone
No wife for his own.
He looked far and wide
For just the right bride
He sailed the seas
And if you please
Roamed over the land
for a princess’ hand
Not one maiden fit
“I’m ready to quit
Many too greedy
Most too needy
A lot too tall
Some too small
None, not one, right at all”
The prince was bereft
The only place left
Was to take to the sky
Learn to fly
He was up for the ride
To find the right bride
“I’ll learn to fly”
he said with a sigh,
“Where I can spy
my princess from on high”
I must find a wife
To be in my life”

“I’m of delicate sorts
Need to change into shorts
So my legs can kick
Don’t want them to stick
And my knees are free
to fly higher, you see”
Just as he should
he ran fast as he could
landing in mud
With a resounding thud.
Jumping from trees
Catching his knees.
Try as he might
he couldn’t take flight.
Then spotting a cow
“She’ll surely know how
Take me up to the moon
It can’t be too soon!
Yes, a cow will do
Four legs to my two!!”
the Prince cried.
And the cow replied,
“I’ll try, if you will
foot all of the bill
Now with all your might
Hold on tight.
My tail! not my udder!”
She yelled with a shudder”
“How now
brown cow
Run faster please
I’m scrapping my knees!”
The prince cried
And the cow replied,
“Ok Prince, guess you’ve found
I’m better on ground
Where grass is green
That’s my scene,”
It’s just not my ilk
I’m going back to milk

The Prince spied a spider
who was an outsider.
“Spin me some webs
to attach to my legs
They’ll catch the breeze
when I bend my knees!”
the Prince cried.
And the spider replied
“I’ll spin if you will
foot all of the bill.
Take my web if you please
(To catch a breeze)
Wind ‘round your knees
attach to your tie
(take to the sky)
flap your legs to fly.”
“Help! I’m dropping like lead
catching flies. . . . Instead!!”
the prince cried
as the spider replied,
“Have you lost your mind
My webs are fine!
Guaranteed not to tear
No matter where”
You’re no flyer I fear
just a prince, my dear
It’s just not your thing
To take to wing
Stop sticking around
stay on the ground”
The prince wasn’t mad
Just terribly sad
Sitting down to mope
He felt like a dope.
When lo! High up in the sky
a frog flying, No LIE!
Breaking the mold
With wings of gold
Froggie swoops down
wearing a crown.
A crown of red
perched on her head
The prince rubs his eyes
Looking up to the skies
An impossible sight
In a golden light.
“I can’t believe my eyes.
From out of the skies
I see a frog flying
without even trying!!”
the Prince cried
and the froggie replied,
“I heard you say
that you will pay.
I’ll fly you high if you will
foot all of the bill.
“Hop on my back,
I’ll cut you some slack
But don’t talkback.
I want no flack.”
So off they go
the Prince in tow
hanging on for dear life
looking for a wife.
“What a wondrous sight
From this vantage of flight!
Still, all I can see
None suited for me
Many too greedy
Most too needy
Some too tall,
or much too small
None, not one, right at all”
Not one maiden fit
“I’m ready to quit,”
the Prince sighed,
as froggie replied
“You needn’t fear
Your bride will appear.
Your wish will take wing
IF you say the RIGHT thing.”
“Acbracadabra!” cried the Prince
Making the flying frog wince
“Let there be light!”
Shouting with might
“No! No! that’s not right!
“Bippity, Boppity, Boo?
1,2,3 Buckle my shoe?”
“Open sesame
Bring a bride to me!”
“Ok, let me focus . . .
Hocus pocus?”
“Free! no charge!
Small, medium or large”.
“I give up, let me go
much too taxing, you know”
“I’ve spent my life
Looking for a wife
On land, in the sea
Someone perfect for me”
“Now in the air.
“It’s just not fair
None fit to a tee
None suited for me
Many too greedy
Most too needy
Some too tall,
or much too small
None, not one, right at all
It’s an eye-opening site
From this vantage of flight
A perfect bride doesn’t exist
Once again, I’ve missed,”
the Prince sighed
and the froggie replied,
“Perfect you’re not
YOU are lacking a lot
Can’t even fly
on your own in the sky.”
“You’re not very fair
for a prince with no hair
And It may be moot
But you’re short to boot.”
And the Prince sighed
as he replied,
“You’re right I fear
I’ve looked far and near
no matter if tall
or very small
Whether blue, red or green
Tall, wide or lean
Please stop my flight.
Maybe all are just right”
For a prince with no hair
I’ve not been fair.”
And lo the skies shook,
not by the book,
A sight to behold
Breaking the mold
comes a princess so fair
it’s hard not to stare
Shimmering green
A wondrous scene
A crown of red
perched on her head.
Hard to grasp
As the Prince gasped,
“From out of the blue?
Too good to be true!
No matter if tall
No matter at all!
No matter if green
You are my queen!!”
The Prince cried!
And the princess replied,
“Well! It’s taken awhile,”
she said with a smile.
And drops the prince,
with nary a wince,
face first in the mud
with a resounding THUD
The Prince spun his head
as the Princess said,
“Now know! When you take flight
morning, noon or night”,
She said with great mirth,
“I promise to bring you . . . back to earth”
At last he knew . . .
his wish came true . . .
P.S. Stayed tuned for the rest of the illustrations. They are drawn, not colored, and don’t show up very well.
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