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The Old Frog

The Old Frog

To be or not to be is what I say 
It doesn't mean that much to me
any ways the old frog had to say
Kiss me and set me free 
in the passion of the velvet moon 
You can do that if you would kiss me
if you would break this spell 
that has been put on me
but your Love must be for reals 
So what's it gonna be
Real love or poetry the old frog told me
then I started to write poetry into his soul
Then he looked at me and said maybe
you didn't hear what I said 
I am the Gold torpedo
the dark make an entrance in the dark
but the velvet moon shines it's love on me 
to show how it feels 
so every night I sing my heart to that old moon
then the moon felt my pain and it sent you 
And this night the moon picked 
but it doesn't mean I had a choice to old frog said 
with a sad hurtful voice 
if everyone shall judge me by my cover
I will never be discovered 
this spell will never be broken 
then the old frog weep at my feet 
Then with time as I spent with the old frog 
I seen love in it's eyes for me 
I kissed him in the passion of the velvet moon 
the only one who seemed to own a shard of light
then I looked and their
I see my prince as fine as he could be
I love thee the frog said to me and I looked back 
at my prince you also broken the spell for me
True love found us both at the end .

Poetic Judy Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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