The Princess and the Frog-Man
Long long ago there once lived a King
who wished that a child the stork would bring.
He and his Queen were very sad
at the thought of an heir that they never had.
The Queen walked beside the sea one night
when a talking fish gave her a fright.
It said “soon your wish will come to pass
and you, my Queen, shall bear a lass”
So the King and Queen did have an heir
a beautiful daughter whose skin was so fair .
The King would rather have had a boy
but he still held a feast to prove his joy
He invited his friends to attend a ball,
along with the fairies who lived in the wall.
At the end of the feast each fairy did give,
the Princess a gift with which she could live.
One gave her virtue, another gave gold,
the third gave her beauty which would never grow old .
The Queen told the Princess a bedtime tale,
of Princesses and heroes where love would prevail.
A naughty boy who was turned into a hog,
and a kiss that made a Prince of a toad or a frog.
The Princess had led a sheltered life
and the King did protect his daughter and wife
Oil was discovered, his Kingdom did grow
and he built up an army to fend off his foe.
A Royal ship was built, with no expense spared,
instead of yacht varnish gold leaf was preferred
With seats of silver and taps of pure gold,
the ship was outstanding, a sight to behold.
The King and his family went on a day trip,
to view their Kingdom from the deck of his ship.
By this time the Princess was almost 18,
and of meeting her Prince she would often daydream.
Whilst the family were resting she went for some air,
basked in the sun and felt the wind in her hair.
She came across a frogman on the deck of the ship
and ran to him eagerly with a hop and a skip.
The tales that she heard left the Princess convinced
that if she kissed this frog he’d turn into her prince.
As she embraced the frogman he snuffed out her life,
he killed the young Princess with a thrust of his knife.
Her white chiffon dress turned a dark crimson red,
as the King lay sleeping, his daughter lay dead.
The Queen heard the commotion and came out on deck,
with his Swiss army knife he stabbed her in the neck.
He sought out the King and found him in his bed,
he shot him 4 times, twice in the head.
You see the frogman was actually a CIA operative
and they'd targetted the King because he’d been uncooperative.
Oil and intelligence he’d refused to exchange
so the CIA killed him to force a regime change.
Copyright © Wayne Mac | Year Posted 2018
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