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…
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October 18th, 2009 @ 20:43
Ahh, no wonder girls and women are no longer romantic…
October 18th, 2009 @ 20:44
Well, we have good reasons for that…
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
October 20th, 2009 @ 22:48
Yeah…like that would ever happen
October 21st, 2009 @ 19:57
Putting it shortly, “Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence”… since you’re still reading Wilde.