The Real Frog Prince
How it should have been told
A palace stood in a fairytale land
Along a beach with Snow White-Sand
Inside the king was filled with pride
See, his son had just chosen a bride
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Upon meeting her, the king was in awe
She was perfect, not one single flaw
So eloquent and beautiful, happy and true
“I’m so pleased my son has chosen you!”
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“I’ll make a good husband,” the prince told the girl
“Besides that I’m rich so let’s give it a whirl.”
He was Prince Charming so she fell for his charm
She even said “yes” while holding his arm
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“I’ll hold you forever and never forsake”
She never thought this could be a mistake
Picturing a life with him only held glee
She would even give him his own family
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Their innocence lost right after they wed
When the prince took another to bed
That maiden had loved him with all of her might
I’m sure that you know this sparked quite a fight!
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The princess decided that they should part ways
“The Prince will regret this, the rest of his days!”
She went to the witch who lived in the town
The old woman asked, “Well, what’s with the frown?”
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“I caught the Prince with another in bed
I thought you’d know I want him dead!”
The witch looked up with kind loving eyes
And smiling said “I deal with these guys.”
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“Do you still love him?” the witch asked the girl
“If you do, a much better plan I’ll unfurl.”
“Yes” sobbed the princess, “that’s why it hurts so.”
Just then a magical wind started to blow
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The witch told her of this marvelous plan
“Your Prince Charming is no longer a man!
He’s now a frog in water so blue
And there he’ll stay ‘til he learns to be true!”
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The girl went to stay with her family
When she said “I left him” they thought “finally!
We could tell he was a pig from the start
Look how he jaded our young girl’s heart!
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No longer carefree with spirit so bold
And she walks this world as though under a load
She weeps all day for her innocence stole
I wish we could get her out of this hole
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Let’s buy her a ball, with that she can play
Maybe then she’ll quit moping all day!”
She took the ball and played in the sun
To her parents delight she had some fun
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But, one day she threw it up too high
And her eyes were blinded by the sun in the sky
The ball rolled into some water so blue
And a frog jumped out and said “I can help you!”
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“Offer me friendship, that’s all I will ask
For filling my part of this task
I will dive right down to retrieve your joy
And return to you your precious toy.”
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The princess agreed as he swam down below
“How can I befriend this?” she asked but didn’t know
The frog returned and placed the ball at her feet
But was this the man whom she had seen cheat?
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She ran back home with the ball in her hand
All the while cursing that spot of land
The frog that had helped her, that pitiful thing
Could he be the one that gave her this ring?
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She sat down to eat dinner that night
She was trying to forger she’d seen Mr. Right
She rushed to answer the door that was knocked
There was the frog, but his entrance she blocked
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She tried to pretend he wasn’t out there
Then told her family about the frog on their stair
Her father asked, “Did this frog help you?”
”Yes” she said, “and I know what to do.”
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Back to the door, she let the frog inside
All the while knowing she was its bride
She brought it to the table so it could eat
But, she won’t eat off the same plate as this cheat!
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He wanted to stay and sleep in her bed
“I can’t believe what you just said,
You won’t lay in my bed you son-of-a-bitch!
Don’t make me go back to that powerful witch!”
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But, when she was sleeping he crawled in with her
He was almost there when she started to stir
She caught him trying to get under the covers
“I’ve told you we’re no longer lovers!”
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She threw the frog against the wall
Her arm now strong from throwing her ball
The frog hit the ground with a tear in his eye
And swore to never again tell a lie
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He was restored back to the man he once was
When he promised to change all the things he does
She took him back in her loving embrace
Because tears now streamed down his face
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Returning to their palace they call their home
He’d promised never again for his lust to roam
Knowing next time she’ll leave him a smear
He’d started to see her as his only true fear!
About the Creator
Kris Griffith
I have been away from creative writing for many years. I am trying to rediscover who I am through my writings. Come join in the journey!


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