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I don’t think so…

Posted on | October 18, 2009 | 5 Comments

This is what I came across, while surfing in the beautiful blue waters of the world wide web…

A Modern Fairy Tale

Once upon a time
In a land far away,
A beautiful, independent,
Self-assured princess
Happened upon a frog as she sat
Contemplating ecological issues
On the shores of an unpolluted pond
In a verdant meadow near her castle.

The frog hopped into the princess’ lap
And said: “Elegant Lady,
I was once a handsome prince,
Until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
One kiss from you, however,
And I will turn back
Into the dapper, young prince that I am
And then, my sweet, we can marry
And set up housekeeping in your castle
With my mother,
Where you can prepare my meals,
Clean my clothes, bear my children,
And forever feel
Grateful and happy doing so. ”

That night,
As the princess dined sumptuously
On lightly sauteed frog legs
Seasoned in a white wine
And onion cream sauce,
She chuckled and thought to herself:

I don’t fucking think so.

Don’t you just love it? Wish my mom told me that story when I was young…

Comments

5 Responses to “I don’t think so…”

  1. F.
    October 18th, 2009 @ 20:43

    Ahh, no wonder girls and women are no longer romantic… :)

  2. admin
    October 18th, 2009 @ 20:44

    Well, we have good reasons for that…

  3. shorrick
    October 20th, 2009 @ 15:00

    There were a few typos which I took upon myself to correct… here goes:

    A Modern Fairy Tale

    Once upon a time
    In a land far away,
    A handsome, independent,
    Self-assured prince
    Happened upon a frog as he sat
    Contemplating ecological issues
    On the shores of an unpolluted pond
    In a verdant meadow near his castle.

    The frog hopped into the prince’s lap
    And said: “Elegant Sire,
    I was once a lovely princess,
    Until an evil witch cast a spell upon me.
    One kiss from you, however,
    And I will turn back
    Into the dapper, young princess that I am

    And then, my sweet, we can marry
    And set up housekeeping in your castle
    With my mother,
    Where I can prepare your meals,
    Buy myself clothes, and shoes,

    And spend your hard-earned gold doubloons,
    And forever feel
    Grateful and happy doing so. ”

    That night,
    As the prince dined sumptuously
    On lightly sauteed frog legs
    Seasoned in a white wine
    And onion cream sauce,
    He chuckled and thought to himself:

    I don’t fucking think so

  4. admin
    October 20th, 2009 @ 22:48

    Yeah…like that would ever happen :P

  5. Sintherian
    October 21st, 2009 @ 19:57

    Putting it shortly, “Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence”… since you’re still reading Wilde.

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