Magic Sprinkles

A witches spell that turns man to beast Or into a frog that croaks at least Can also make a maiden sleep A spell once cast may forever keep But a few sprinkles of fairy dust can turn that frog back to a prince And beast to beauty if it must To break the spell without a wince If you should see a frog upon a log While walking through the bog Just sprinkle some fairy dust on him And a prince will rise to sate your whim