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
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